Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 247

With a snap, the curtain was drawn back, not gently but with a deliberate slowness that came from the powerful grip of a man’s hand. Ludwik’s gaze locked with the delicate features of the woman before him, and for a moment, he was stunned. The darkness that had

hovered for a few seconds was quickly replaced by an icy gleam in his eyes, a harbinger of the storm to come.

Whitney quickly withdrew her hand, which he had unwittingly pressed down. Her cold and alluring eyes were fixed on his face.

Three years had seemingly only endowed this man with a more mature and handsome presence. His chiseled features bore the weight of experience, making him even more mysterious and formidable.

But at that moment, Whitney’s legs and throat suddenly flared up with pain so intense it made her scalp tingle and her lips clench tightly.

Ludwik stared at her, his mind also flashing back to that night–the night this woman abandoned their son, the night he stood alone in the morgue beside the small, lifeless body of their other child.

Rising suddenly, he seized Whitney by the neck, his towering frame cornering her against a piece of medical equipment, his anger scorching. “I knew you weren’t dead, you viperous witch! How dare you show your face to me again? Looking for death?”

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His fingers showed no mercy as they tightened.

Whitney coughed swiftly, but a mocking smile bloomed on her lips, her eyes filled with incredulous irony.

After abandoning her and their child for another woman, he had the audacity to call her a viperous witch?

A chill ran through her gaze as she deftly countered his grip with a twist

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of her slender neck, escaping his control with ease.

Standing with her back to the desk, her heels pointed dangerously at his vulnerability, she arched an eyebrow. “Excuse me, sir, but what are you talking about? Do I know you?”

Ludwik’s pupils dilated, his frustration tinged with uncertainty as he

stared at her.

The woman before him, with her delicate features, was unmistakable

even if he were reduced to ashes.

She had grown even more beautiful than three years ago. Her fair skin seemed translucent as if she had been ill, and her features remained lovely. Her hair had curled, and her eyes had changed completely.

Before they were cunning and bright, adorable and full of adoration and humility when they looked at him. They were windows to her love.

eyes seemed empty of his

of inexplicable annoyance welled up

to viciously pinch her chin. “Stop playing games with me. I don’t have the patience to deal with bitches like you. What’s your new angle after three years? Blackmail? Extortion?

send–off!” His eyes showed no trace

ajar and, upon seeing Whitney’s face, was struck

with utter shock.

“Madam!”

to the door, slamming

the furious man, she flipped through the medical chart with boredom, “Seduce you? Mr. Lippert, you flatter yourself.

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I doubt I possess such formidable

it, Whitney had gained a sharp tongue in three years, and

cold, seemed to lack

pinned up with a pen, a

imposing as she gestured with a cord. “Please, take a seat and remove your

indifferent demeanor. He felt as though this woman was

made a call, “Who’s running this place? Get them here now!

snatched the phone from his

their skin briefly touched, a jolt of electricity sparked between them, sending a shiver down Ludwik’s spine and through his limbs. He stiffened, and Whitney tossed the

the Lippert family under the Imperial Gem Corporation. I’m afraid you don’t have the authority to dismiss me. Didn’t you do your homework before coming in for treatment?”

eyes narrowed slightly.

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twitched as Whitney continued in a strictly professional tone,

not sick. What kind of doctor are you, anyway? Get out.”

is a bit off, dark circles under your eyes. It seems you’re a bit run down. What, worn out from three blissful

the chart with

indifference.

forehead vein throbbing as he tried to discern any hint of discomfort on her

she not feel the slightest bit of revulsion saying such

she was entirely detached.

his cigarette–holding

waist was as enticingly slender as

remembered.

now? And now you do. Your lies are revolting. I don’t want to exchange another word with you. Get out. Leave Banyan City, or I’ll make sure you wish you