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 choice but to

head–on, picking up the electrode pads

him.

pads to his forehead,

close to him, and her hair grazed his chest

several times.

expressionless, his breathing

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

a similar pair of aggrieved eyes in

at home.

his spitting image, perfect in every way except for those eyes,

from dreams he should not have, haunted by

seemed to rush

expression darkened, and he

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 sick?”

doctor?

defiantly, his

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

with Whitney just being near him.

her, feeling both humiliated and resentful, then glanced at the monitor, “Quack, what trickery

How was I

with an air of importance, raising an 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

of stature, could easily

him and Elaine.

for trouble.” He felt as if

at her with disdain.

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

dressed, struggling with his

medical record and turned around. “Why

you see for yourself? Your handiwork!” he retorted gloomily,

blame me? Could

yourself. I’m perfectly healthy; I have no illness.”

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

all her calculations, had

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

out

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