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

the electrode pads

him.

pads to his forehead, chest,

him, and her hair grazed

several times.

remained expressionless, his breathing slightly heavier.

her delicate cheeks, flushed with a faint red–perhaps from the air conditioning or her own discomfort–he locked eyes with her gaze, and he faltered for a moment.

similar pair of aggrieved eyes

at home.

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

wake from dreams he should not have, haunted by those tender

His blood seemed to rush and

darkened, and

turned to adjust the settings, her peripheral vision caught

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

had not even started the examination,

asked him professionally, “Are you sure you’re

the doctor? Can’t you

his surprise

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

with Whitney just being near him.

resentful, then glanced at the monitor, “Quack, what trickery have you used?”

device. How was I supposed to know there’s nothing wrong with

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

easily sense the ridicule aimed at

him and Elaine.

trouble.” He felt

glared at her with

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

hastily dressed, struggling with his

the medical record and turned

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

the problem. “Why blame me? Could it be you have a thing

perfectly healthy; I have no

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

all her calculations,

gave you the right to gossip about a patient and his family? Elaine and I

be out of

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