Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 311

Isn't that just a stroke of fate? Parker's whistle stretched long and thin, a sound that seemed to linger in the air. If Ludwik and Whitney happened to bump into each other at the pharmacy, it could only be chalked up to destiny!

It seemed Parker shouldn't interfere with Whitney...

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of an intriguing stare fixed on him-

Whitney emerged, and upon turning her head, she saw Parker leaning against the wall, standing at the doorway of a ground floor room. Tall and distinguished, his face framed by wire-rimmed glasses, his gaze upon her was vibrant and alive. Seeing him, Whitney felt a surge of irritation.

Thoughts of Tiana upstairs, still in tears, crossed her mind.

Ever since she had escorted her back, Tiana's mood hadn't stabilized.

And Endora was to blame for all of it!

And here was Parker, casually standing around, oblivious to the fact that Tiana and Cherry were just upstairs...

Thinking of them, she realized it didn't matter now.

Whitney held her tongue, but couldn't resist throwing a cold remark as she passed by him, "Mr. Doonan, what's with the staring?"

"Maybe spend some time keeping your fiancée from biting people's heads off."

Parker, caught off guard, was left speechless and a bit taken aback.

Shifting his stance, he was slow to react, watching her storm out of the hotel, the reflection off his glasses, "Ms. Valentine, what do you mean by that?"

What did he mean? These men were clueless.

Frustrated, Whitney stormed into the pharmacy, looking around only to find there was no herbal medicine section. She couldn't find the acupuncture kit she wanted for Tiana... Resigned, she headed over to the western medicine section, intending to buy some ointment for Tiana's bruised wrist.

Crash-

She collided with a solid, warm body, nearly seeing stars from the impact, her balance faltering, only to be steadied by the man's arms around her waist.

They turned to face each other, both startled.

Looking up, Whitney saw Ludwik, his face pale and handsome under the light, his jaw set, exuding masculinity.

His body was surprisingly warm!

"It's you..." Ludwik leaned down, his eyes narrowing at the sight of her.

His touch on her body sparked a reaction, his grip tightening involuntarily.

Whitney swiftly twisted

his empty hand, Ludwik's throat

was going on

at the conference, she recoiled, taking several steps back, having no intention of engaging with him. She moved

front

seemed to be picking up on her

clerk, her long hair cascading around

Ludwik's gaze darkened.

Whitney bent

she

immediately cooled, "Mr. Lippert, what's your problem?

tone deep and contemplative. "What do you

drift, only noting the huskiness in his voice, his features carrying a slight hint

she didn't understand, Ludwik too grasped the

medication, turning his thoughts dirty,

he

get away

of the corner of her eye, she saw his lingering presence,

in

white shirt, his belt and trousers all appearing

He smelled freshly showered.

left little to the

felt unexpectedly pierced, too fast for Whitney to defend

thinking she had moved on, yet she wasn't as tough as

matter, Mr. Lippert? Brave enough to come here but too chicken to buy?"

at her,

Playing dumb.

sarcastically retorted, "Hurry up,

her cold smile towards the

realizing what was before him, his

did he end up in front of these items? No wonder she got the wrong

man, he wasn't embarrassed by such things. Picking up a box, he glanced at it, then asked her, "What do

this an

use any," he murmured to himself, a hint of self-mockery in

few times

had a knife to end this

face stiffened, she turned and

curled into a smirk, his eyes filled with

the

placing

placing several boxes on the counter, his voice deep