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 but

picking up the electrode pads and

him.

his forehead, chest, and

her breath brushed close to him, and her

several times.

his breathing slightly

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

he had seen a similar pair of

at home.

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

dreams he should

seemed to rush and churn.

expression darkened, and he

electrode pads and turned to adjust the

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

had not even started the examination, but he was

asked him professionally, “Are you sure

you the doctor? Can’t

defiantly, his

finding it unbearable, even nauseating, to kiss her, let

it was different with Whitney just being

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

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

been unable to consummate your marriage for three years. Seems like

could easily sense the

him and Elaine.

felt as if his dignity had been

glared at her

is medical advice. Have you been prescribed any

dressed, struggling with his belt.

turned around. “Why haven’t

handiwork!” he retorted gloomily, “How am I

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

I’m perfectly healthy;

the data. He was excessively healthy. She pondered for a moment, considering a possibility. “Or is it that you’re exclusively disinterested in your fiancée? Now, that’s interesting.”

for all her calculations,

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

you’ll be out of a

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