Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair
Chapter 155
Chapter 155
Ludwik’s tone was cool and emotionless, and Whitney could not comprehend his emotions.
Her heart raced as she jerked back, feeling like it might leap right out of her throat.
Why was he in the kitchen?
Ludwik eyed her suddenly downcast face, saying nothing as his long fingers covered her pale ones. He expertly took the spatula to sauté the morels in the pan, skillfully bringing the water to a boil.
Whitney was a mess of nerves, unable to comprehend why he would still want to be near her.
Trapped in his scorching embrace, unable to break free, she did not know how to escape.
“The water’s boiling,” he reminded her, his voice nasal, hinting at a cold.
“Oh,” Whitney replied stiffly, reaching for the pot.
The man assisted her, pouring out the water with ease.
Natalie’s silhouette lingered at the kitchen entrance, her laughter peeking through.
Turning her head, Whitney started to grasp what he meant.
Pretending to go along with it, she did not dodge him anymore, and he instructed, “Add just a bit of oil.”
She reached for the oil bottle, her pinky finger instinctively raised in a delicate and graceful manner, pouring just a little and waiting for his cue.
Ludwik squinted, watching her dainty, onion–like fingers, his husky voice commanding, “Pour more.”
“Add the morels,” he directed.
Whitney quickly scooped up the morel slices, her cooking skills obviously lacking.
The man enveloped her tiny hand with his, taking up the spatula.
Their bodies were so close in the warm kitchen that it gave Whitney a dizzying sensation as if the warmth inside her was returning.
But was this just a fleeting dream?
knew it too, hence this last close moment he
needle, sharp and stinging, and Whitney silently
a little
dishes were quickly prepared.
out of the kitchen, leaving the warmth behind and returning to
lavish marble dining table was soon laden with a
candles, inviting
grand table sat only
the two of us for New Year’s, so dreary and quiet. Now, with Whitney and the baby on the way, we’re still few, but I think your happiness will
face beamed
turmoil whispering, could their
their first New Year’s together, probably
across the table, his
himself a glass of wine, his long fingers swirling it before
silence spread around the table until Natalie nudged her son, “Don’t
set down his glass, wiping his lips with a napkin, his
seat, her heart feeling
he was about to say,
face a significant loss, and he
be it, a
trembled slightly, as if pricked by needles, unbearably painful.
the royal blue case sliding under
down, his deep eyes fixed on her, “Open it.”
Confused, Whitney did.
ring that
purpose? I won’t ask. I can forgive that error. If you thought your mistake would anger
wrong between us? I don’t understand. It seems
smile flickered in
she bit her lip hard, fearing she would be overwhelmed by desolation.
whisper, “I don’t want it to end! Nor do I want to lose you. Take your time to consider wearing this ring. Give us one last chance. If you’re
to his seat, the man who always seemed so
what had he just done?
Whitney’s heart trembled.
proposing
G S I G S
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