Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 248

Chapter 248

Whitney snorted inwardly with contempt.

So he did remember–they had not finalized their divorce three years

ago.

Yet here he was, eager to get engaged to his mistress, having had her committed to a sanatorium and ultimately playing a part in driving her child and her to the brink!

She suppressed her emotions and gave a casual shrug. “Well, that’s going to be a problem. After all, I’ve already treated countless men who are utterly inept like you.

You either cooperate with me and drop your pants, or we can keep this up, and the longer it takes, the more I charge for the consultation.”

Speechless, Ludwik pressed his lips.

She smirked and began writing in the medical record.

Suddenly, the man leaned in close, his breathing heavy as he unbuckled his belt. His elegant fingers slowly pulled out his shirt, eyeing her while he slid down his trousers, revealing a set of sculpted abs!

This time, it was Whitney’s turn to be taken aback. She had intended to provoke him into leaving.

What was he doing?

== Fès I ŭ S I is us

His face was expressionless, but his movements were undeniably

seductive as his belt hit the floor.

Whitney’s breath hitched, and she bit her lip.

He sneered. His voice, cool and somber, dropped a few octaves. He stood rigidly before her, approaching the edge of the desk. “Aren’t you supposed to treat me? What are you hiding from? Come here!”

Whitney stared at the encroaching figure by the desk.

Feeling as if the desk was being sullied, she pointed to a chair, “Sir, please, don’t get excited and sit over there!”

“I’m not excited.”

Ludwik’s smile held a profound meaning.

Whitney wished she could bite off her own tongue.

no

head–on, picking up the electrode

him.

his forehead, chest, and abdomen.

him, and her hair grazed

several times.

remained expressionless, his

her delicate cheeks, flushed with a faint red–perhaps from the air conditioning or her own discomfort–he locked eyes with her

a similar

at home.

for those eyes, so much like this woman’s–often wide with innocence

wake from dreams he should not

His blood seemed to rush and churn.

expression darkened, and he frowned.

the electrode pads and turned to adjust the settings, her peripheral vision caught

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

even started the examination,

embarrassment, she asked him professionally,

doctor?

her defiantly, his surprise mingling with

Elaine, finding it unbearable, even nauseating, to kiss her, let alone more. He had begun to

with Whitney just being near

humiliated and resentful, then glanced at the monitor,

just a diagnostic device. How was I supposed to know there’s

unable to consummate your

of stature, could easily sense

him and Elaine.

for trouble.” He felt as if his dignity had been trampled.

at her with disdain.

“This is medical advice. Have you been prescribed any medication, Mr. Lippert? Because, my words, they are

struggling

record and turned

gloomily, “How

of the problem. “Why blame me? Could

flatter yourself. I’m perfectly healthy; I have no illness.”

are seeking treatment?” Whitney’s lips curled sarcastically, her eyes narrowing as she glanced at the data. He was excessively healthy. She pondered for a moment, considering a possibility. “Or is it that you’re exclusively disinterested in your

her calculations,

he cornered Whitney against the wall. “Who gave you the right to gossip about a patient and his family?

you, you’ll be out

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