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.

had no choice but to face

the electrode

him.

his forehead, chest, and abdomen.

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

several times.

his

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 of aggrieved

at home.

in every way except for those eyes, so much like this woman’s–often wide with innocence and

wake from dreams he should

blood seemed to rush

and he frowned.

the electrode pads and turned to adjust the

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

started the examination, but

she asked him professionally,

you the doctor? Can’t

his surprise mingling

years, he had not been intimate with Elaine, finding it unbearable, even nauseating, to kiss her,

Whitney just

humiliated and resentful, then glanced at

a diagnostic device. How was I supposed

you’ve been unable to consummate your marriage for three years. Seems like having too big an appetite isn’t always a good thing. Go tell

a man of stature, could easily sense

him and Elaine.

for trouble.” He felt as if

her with

up. “This is medical advice. Have

hastily dressed, struggling with his belt.

the medical record and turned around. “Why haven’t you

yourself? Your handiwork!” he retorted gloomily, “How am I supposed to

suppressed a smirk, feigning discovery of the problem. “Why blame me?

healthy; I have no illness.”

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 fiancée? Now, that’s interesting.”

for all her calculations, had

the wall. “Who gave you the right to gossip about a patient and his family? Elaine and I are

be out of a job tomorrow, quack!”

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