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 but to face the

the electrode pads and moving

him.

to his forehead, chest, and

her breath brushed close to him, and her hair grazed his

several times.

his

red–perhaps from the air conditioning or her own discomfort–he locked eyes with

seen a similar pair of aggrieved eyes in

at home.

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

would wake from dreams he should not have, haunted by those

blood seemed to rush and churn.

darkened, and he frowned.

turned to adjust the settings, her peripheral

Erectile dysfunction? Where?

even started the examination, but

professionally, “Are

doctor?

his

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

was different with Whitney

her, feeling both humiliated and resentful, then glanced

panic. This is just a diagnostic device. How was I supposed to

at him. “And yet Elaine’s record claims you’ve been unable to consummate your marriage for three years. Seems

man of stature, could easily sense

him and Elaine.

asking for trouble.” He felt as if

glared at her

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

struggling with his

record and turned around. “Why

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

“Why blame me? Could it be you have

healthy; I

lips curled sarcastically, her eyes narrowing as she glanced at 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,

all her calculations, had

right to gossip about

you, you’ll be out of a job

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