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.

her composure, she had no choice but to

up the electrode pads

him.

pads to his forehead, chest, and

brushed close to him, and her hair grazed his chest

several times.

expressionless, his

or her own discomfort–he locked eyes

he had seen a similar pair

at home.

was his spitting image, perfect in every way except for those eyes, so much like this woman’s–often

should not have, haunted by

blood seemed to rush and

expression darkened, and he frowned.

pads and turned to adjust the settings, her peripheral vision caught

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

not even started the

she asked him professionally, “Are

doctor?

his

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

it was different with Whitney just being near him.

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

was I supposed to know there’s nothing wrong

you’ve been unable to consummate your marriage

man of stature, could easily sense the ridicule aimed at

him and Elaine.

He felt as

glared at her

his shirt and trousers back at him, looking up. “This is medical advice. Have you been prescribed any medication, Mr. Lippert? Because, my words, they are your medicine,

hastily dressed, struggling with his

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

for yourself? Your handiwork!” he retorted gloomily, “How am

me? Could it be you have a thing

healthy;

as she glanced at the data. He was excessively healthy.

her calculations, had

gossip about a patient and his family? Elaine and I are just fine. I love

you, you’ll be out

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