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.

she had no

the electrode

him.

to his forehead, chest,

him,

several times.

remained expressionless, his breathing slightly heavier.

red–perhaps from the air conditioning or her own discomfort–he locked eyes with

similar pair of aggrieved eyes in miniature

at home.

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

he would wake from dreams he should

seemed to

and

electrode pads and turned to

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

started the examination, but he was

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

you the doctor? Can’t

her defiantly, his surprise mingling with his

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

was different with Whitney just being near

then glanced

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

eyebrow 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 a good thing. Go tell her to take

could easily sense the

him and Elaine.

asking for trouble.” He felt as if his dignity

glared at her with disdain.

his shirt and trousers back at him, looking up. “This is medical advice. Have you been prescribed any medication,

struggling

Whitney finished the medical record and turned around. “Why

gloomily, “How am

blame me? Could it be you have a

healthy; I

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

all her calculations,

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

for you, you’ll be out of a job tomorrow,

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