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?

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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

electrode pads

him.

his forehead, chest, and abdomen.

breath brushed close to him, and

several times.

remained expressionless, his breathing

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

similar pair of aggrieved eyes

at home.

spitting image, perfect in every way except for those eyes, so much like this woman’s–often wide with innocence and brimming with hurt.

would wake from dreams he should

to rush and churn.

darkened, and he frowned.

electrode pads and turned to

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

the examination, but

she asked him professionally,

doctor? Can’t you

stared at her defiantly, his surprise mingling

even nauseating, to kiss her, let alone more.

was different with Whitney just being

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

diagnostic device. How was I supposed to

record claims you’ve been unable to consummate your

a man of stature, could easily

him and Elaine.

woman, you’re asking for trouble.” He felt as if his dignity

her

at him, looking up. “This is medical advice. Have you been prescribed any medication,

struggling

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

me? Could it

flatter yourself. I’m perfectly healthy;

data. He was excessively healthy. She pondered for a

for all her calculations,

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

you’ll be out of

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