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.

composure, she had no choice

electrode pads and

him.

his forehead, chest, and abdomen.

to him, and her

several times.

remained expressionless, his breathing slightly

the air conditioning or her own discomfort–he locked eyes with her gaze, and he faltered for a

similar pair of aggrieved

at home.

in every way except for those eyes, so much like this

he would wake from dreams he should not have,

seemed to rush and churn.

and he

the electrode pads and turned to adjust

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

started the examination, but he

her embarrassment, she asked him professionally, “Are you sure you’re

you the doctor? Can’t

defiantly, his surprise mingling with his

not been intimate with Elaine, finding it unbearable, even nauseating, to kiss her, let alone more. He had begun to think

different with Whitney just being near

and resentful, then glanced at the monitor,

a diagnostic device. How was I supposed to

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.

easily sense the ridicule

him and Elaine.

asking for trouble.” He felt as if

at her with disdain.

up. “This is medical advice. Have you been prescribed

dressed, struggling with his

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

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

smirk, feigning discovery of the problem. “Why blame me? Could it be you have a thing for your

flatter yourself. I’m perfectly healthy; I have

Yet here you 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

for all her calculations, had

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

for you, you’ll be out of

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