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?

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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

head–on, picking up the electrode

him.

pads to his forehead, chest, and

breath brushed close to him,

several times.

his breathing slightly

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

he had seen a similar

at home.

image, perfect in every way except for those eyes, so

wake from dreams he should not have, haunted by

blood seemed to rush and churn.

darkened, and he frowned.

pads and turned to adjust the settings, her peripheral vision

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

had not even started the

her embarrassment, she asked him professionally, “Are

doctor?

his

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

was different with Whitney just

glared at her, feeling both humiliated and resentful, then glanced at the monitor,

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

“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

of stature, could easily sense the

him and Elaine.

for trouble.” He felt as if his dignity had

her with

Have you been prescribed any medication, Mr. Lippert? Because, my words, they are your medicine,

hastily dressed, struggling with his

and turned around. “Why

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

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

yourself. I’m perfectly healthy; I have no

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

her calculations,

he cornered Whitney against the wall. “Who gave you the right to gossip about

you, you’ll be out of a

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