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 out of

at his empty hand, Ludwik's throat felt dry,

what was going on

conference, she recoiled, taking several steps back, having no intention of engaging with him. She moved to another aisle,

distracted, stared at the products in front of him, clueless about what to

seemed to be picking up on her scent, his steps

treatment?" Whitney asked a clerk, her long hair cascading around her neck, a stark

Ludwik's gaze darkened.

here?" Whitney bent

again, she

your problem? Do you own this aisle, always

tone deep and

only noting the huskiness in his voice, his features

she didn't understand, Ludwik too grasped the

thoughts dirty, his mind filled

is narrow," he offered as

to get away from sharing air

corner of her eye, she saw his lingering presence,

him standing in front of

belt and trousers all appearing new, not

He smelled freshly showered.

shelf left little to the

heart felt unexpectedly pierced, too fast for Whitney

on, yet she wasn't as tough as she

away the confusion, Whitney bit her lip, feigning indifference, she teased, "What's the matter, Mr. Lippert? Brave enough to come here but too chicken to buy?" "Or, can't

down at

Playing dumb.

retorted, "Hurry up, don't keep

smile towards the

was before him, his

in front of these items?

such things. Picking up a box, he

Was this an

he murmured to

times three years

a

her face stiffened, she turned and

hasty retreat, Ludwik's lips curled into a smirk, his

approached the cashier

nearly empty, placing

handed her a bag, and as she packed her items, she noticed Ludwik placing several