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 choice but to face the

picking up the electrode pads and

him.

eight pads to his

her breath brushed close to him, and her hair grazed his chest

several times.

his breathing slightly heavier.

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

morning, he had seen a similar pair

at home.

was his spitting image, perfect in every way except for those eyes, so much like this

from dreams he should not have, haunted by those tender

to

expression darkened, and he frowned.

turned to adjust

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

even started the examination, but he

asked him professionally, “Are you sure you’re sick?”

doctor? Can’t you diagnose?”

her defiantly, his

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

with Whitney just

both humiliated and resentful, then glanced at the monitor, “Quack,

This is just a diagnostic device. How was I

at him. “And yet Elaine’s record claims you’ve been unable to consummate your marriage for three years. Seems like having too big an appetite isn’t always

stature, could easily sense the ridicule aimed at

him and Elaine.

felt as

her with

at him, looking up. “This is medical advice. Have you

struggling

turned

you see for yourself? Your handiwork!” he retorted gloomily, “How am I supposed

discovery of the problem. “Why blame me? Could

flatter yourself. I’m perfectly healthy; I

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

for all her calculations, had

to gossip

you’ll be out of a job tomorrow, quack!”

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