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.

her composure, she had no choice

head–on, picking up the electrode pads and moving

him.

pads to his forehead, chest,

him,

several times.

expressionless, his

a faint red–perhaps from the air conditioning or her

a similar pair of aggrieved eyes in

at home.

perfect in every way except for those eyes,

dreams he should not

blood seemed to rush

and

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

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

even started the

professionally,

you the doctor?

stared at her defiantly, his surprise mingling

had not been intimate with Elaine, finding it unbearable, even nauseating, to kiss

different with Whitney

glared at her, feeling both humiliated and resentful, then glanced at the monitor, “Quack, what trickery have you used?”

How was I supposed to know there’s nothing

record claims you’ve been unable to consummate your marriage for three years. Seems like having too big an appetite isn’t always a good thing.

a man of stature, could easily sense the ridicule

him and Elaine.

felt as if his dignity

her with

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

struggling with his

the medical record and turned around.

Your handiwork!” he retorted gloomily, “How am I supposed

me? Could it be you have a thing for

flatter yourself. I’m perfectly healthy; I have no

the data. He was excessively healthy. She pondered for a moment, considering a

her calculations,

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

you, you’ll be out of

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