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

picking up the electrode pads and moving towards

him.

eight pads to his forehead, chest,

him,

several times.

remained expressionless, his

air conditioning or her own discomfort–he

he had seen a similar pair of aggrieved eyes in

at home.

for those eyes, so much

wake from dreams he should not have, haunted by those

blood seemed to

darkened, and

to adjust the

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

the examination, but he

she asked him professionally, “Are

doctor? Can’t you diagnose?”

defiantly, his

been intimate with Elaine, finding it unbearable, even nauseating, to kiss her, let alone

it was different with Whitney just

humiliated and resentful, then glanced at the monitor, “Quack,

This is just a diagnostic device. How was I supposed to know there’s nothing wrong with

you’ve been unable to consummate your marriage for three years. Seems like having too big an appetite isn’t always a good thing. Go tell her to take it

stature, could easily sense the ridicule aimed

him and Elaine.

He felt as if his dignity had been

glared at her

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

struggling with his

finished the medical record and turned around. “Why haven’t you left yet?”

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

smirk, feigning discovery of the problem. “Why blame me?

I’m perfectly healthy; I have no

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.

all her calculations, had

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

for you, you’ll be out of a job tomorrow, quack!”

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