Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 337

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"What? Danny's coming over?"

Whitney was halfway through her meal when her phone began to buzz relentlessly on the patio table. Reluctantly, she picked it up, only to be hit with the surprising news. "Not in the mood?"

The man's voice was deep, wrapped in a frosty tone. She dared to ignore his calls twice.

Was he really that unwelcome? Or was she just too happy sharing a meal with Bryce?

Hearing about this Bryce guy twice in one day was getting on Ludwik's nerves. Fidgeting with his tie, he muttered, "Fine, forget it then."

"Wait! Where's the kid?"

"In my car."

Whitney's face fell, her tone laced with irritation, "What, you're coming too?"

The vein on Ludwik's forehead throbbed at her tone, "You think I want to come? Do you expect a three-year-old to drive himself?"

"If it weren't for his tantrum, begging me to bring him to you, I wouldn't have bothered. You've got ten minutes to meet us outside your place."

Click. The line went dead.

Whitney, listening to the dial tone, was seething. She wanted to throttle Ludwik.

Meanwhile, in the car, Danny sat in the backseat, silently judging his dad for blatantly lying. He hadn't thrown a fit at all. His dad was shamelessly using him to see his ex-wife. Seriously...

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Danny grimaced, not even wanting to talk to his dad, and instead texted Sammy.

Back at Whitney's, panic set in.

and

the dinner with Bryce had just ended.

the entrance, turning to him apologetically, "Sorry, Bryce, I can't invite you up. Danny's coming

situation he

"Of course, seeing the kid is important. Just call me if Ludwik gives

nodded gratefully and

she had bought the

pulled Sammy aside,

incessantly

rushed downstairs, taking a deep breath, somewhat excited to see

lobby, she saw them

striking under the dim lights, the shirt hugging his back muscles, the collarbone peeking out, exuding a mature charm.

the sharp gaze he fixed on her for a few seconds

he think

rolled her eyes internally, ignoring him and instead addressed Danny warmly, "Sweetheart, wanna go up with mommy?" "Sure, mommy! I

abandoned any pretense of coolness, hugging Whitney's

their son, Ludwik's handsome face darkened, "Daniel,

with disdain. Who was he to talk, driving like a madman on

clothes,

get soaked," Whitney quipped with a smirk, "I don't have any men's clothes in my place, no

stung by her first comment but oddly pleased by the second, narrowed his eyes and moved closer, lifting Danny in his arms. To Whitney's protest, he coolly stated, "Unless you want your son to catch a cold?" Whitney, frustrated yet concerned for

had a chance to react before Ludwik made himself at home, heading to the bathroom with

I can bathe

frame inching closer, then dropped a bomb, "As if you know how. Have you

know how?" Whitney gritted her teeth, recalling the hard times she had raising Sammy while Ludwik probably had a fleet

if wanting to avoid further argument.

a moment, Whitney was stunned

innuendo,

spat, "Mr. Lippert, I'd advise against discussing such matters in

stop harping on it," he countered, his gaze