Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 202

Master Bedroom, Second Floor.

Ludwik lifted Elaine’s leg gently, applying ointment to the slight injury she had sustained.

His rough hands grazed her skin, and she couldn’t help but shiver at the touch, feeling a heat that seemed to radiate from his palm.

Ludwik carried an air of post–adventure nonchalance about him, a lazy devilish charm that was hard to miss.

Elaine longed for his attention, yet she was also green with envy. She couldn’t help but probe, “Ludwik, what happened earlier? Why did you leave me at the party with Whitney and come back early? You were downstairs in the den for so long… were you with her?”

Ludwik finished bandaging her leg with gentle precision, skirting around the heart of her query, “Elaine, don’t overthink things.”

“How can I not?” she snapped, jealousy burning within her. His non–denial was as good as a confession–they had been together again.

She suppressed her anger, putting on a pitiable face as she flung her arms around him, her voice breaking, “Ludwik, remember? You promised we’d get engaged by the end of the month, and my birthday is only ten days away. You’re still entangled with her, and I’m scared. Please, can you finalize the divorce with Whitney? I don’t want our engagement to be tainted.”

Ludwik frowned suddenly. The engagement at the end of the month was a spur–of–the–moment promise, fueled by Whitney’s indifference that had irked him.

He hadn’t given it much thought, nor did he realize Elaine’s birthday was so close.

Like waking from a dream, Ludwik pinched the bridge of his nose, his mood turning irritable as he brushed off the topic, “I’ll take care of it.”

He distanced himself from Elaine slightly, “Elaine, you can’t bathe tonight either. Take your medicine and get some rest early…”

But Elaine didn’t miss the hesitation in his voice, and his avoidance of the engagement topic. Her mom was right; he was infatuated with that harlot Whitney, unwilling to put it in black and white and finalize their separation.

She had to shift his affections to herself.

Ludwik had always been a one–woman man, except for that one indiscretion. She was convinced that if he had a few more encounters, he’d lose that foolish obsession.

I can’t sleep

brow furrowed, knowing women prized cleanliness. He couldn’t fault her

arms, heading for the bathroom, and at that moment, Elaine shot Lyra a knowing look. Lyra smirked knowingly, taking the nurse with her as they hurried

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but before he could step out, a soft arm wrapped tightly around his

back, her hands softly caressing his shirt while her voice was sultry and coaxing, “Ludwik, stay

his natural inclination to refuse, “Elaine, you’re

countered, stepping in front of him with doe eyes that were soft and pleading, her breath warm against his collarbone, “We’re going to be like this one day, right?

conveyed her innocence, a stark

was palpable as her

her away, an

could think of was Whitney’s

Elaine’s wrist tightly, coughing as he made an excuse, “Elaine, I’m not ready

Yet she quickly said, “Ludwik, is it because you despise my body?

with guilt-she had donated a

was why he had agreed to engage her, but the date was not something he wanted to

thought about being

could only hold her shoulders, consoling softly, “How could I despise you? In

let’s try it, Ludwik. We’re getting engaged soon anyway,

and soul.”

this nonsense.” Ludwik pushed her away as if she were a hot potato.

seemed relieved to have an excuse to leave her, heading for the door, “Parker? No, I’m fine,

case of my mother’s kidnapping. I have to

which had been filled with resentment, shifted

station was under control, and though Ludwik never gave up the search, he

was under her thumb, nor was he as straightforward as Nolan Fuller. He was a tough cookie.

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