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 allowed?

sharp and stinging, and Whitney silently wished for

a little slower.

dishes were quickly prepared.

carried him out of the kitchen, leaving the warmth behind and returning to

table was soon laden with a feast, cakes, pastries,

lighting romantic candles, inviting Whitney to take

the grand table sat

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 grow.”

face beamed with

expression stiffened, her inner turmoil whispering, could their

this was their first New

across the table, his face as impassive

his long fingers swirling it before drinking it with icy

Natalie nudged her

lips with a napkin,

her heart

he was about to say, what she

had caused his company trouble, United Realty Corporation, to face a significant loss, and he would not forgive her.

be it, a clean

as if pricked by needles,

box, the royal

down, his deep eyes fixed on

Confused, Whitney did.

a stunning diamond ring that

forgive that error. If you thought your mistake would anger me, drive me away, and set me free with Elaine, you need not have

darkened. “What exactly went wrong between us? I don’t understand. It seems to

pained smile flickered in

and she bit her lip hard, fearing she would be overwhelmed

voice a low whisper, “I don’t want it to end! Nor do I want to lose you. Take your time to consider wearing this ring. Give

returned to his seat, the man who always seemed

he

Whitney’s heart trembled.

proposing to

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