Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 373

"I'll help you out."

Whitney wished she could just throw the food away.

She glared at him, "What on earth do you want, Ludwik? I've told you, you're not welcome here."

"Aren't you hungry?" Ludwik spoke as if he had made up his mind to be shameless.

He walked into the kitchen with two bags of ribs, extending his clean wrist toward her, "Help me take off my watch, will you?"

Whitney ignored him, coldly seating herself on the sofa to review some work documents.

Danny hesitantly glanced at his mom's indifferent profile before stealthily helping his dad with the watch.

Ludwik started bustling about in the kitchen, his proficiency evident from the systematic sounds that followed.

He knew how to cook, having shown off his skills three years ago. According to Danny, he had prepared almost every lunch for his son since.

But that didn't change the fact that he was a jerk, heartless, protecting Elaine, blinding himself to right and wrong.

The more Whitney thought about it, the colder her expression became.

"Whitney, where do you keep the salt and vinegar?" His deep voice called out.

After a brief wait, Ludwik peeked out from the kitchen, "Hurry up, Danny's starving."

With a snap, Whitney closed her laptop, fetched the condiments from a visible shelf, and dumped them on the counter.

"Oh, so they were here. I didn't notice," Ludwik said innocently upon seeing her mocking expression.

"Oh, so Mr. Lippert is blind!" Whitney scoffed.

looked at her, "If you won't talk to me, I have

kidnapping. As long

Whitney was straightforward.

cooking, sighing silently before turning to her with a helpless look in his eyes, "Whitney, how do I

intention of going back to you. We're divorced, and I don't want anything to do with you. You have no right to

furious.

with a sharp glance still fixed on

fan who broke into her villa. She fell from the second floor trying

her when you

Ashton hung up angrily.

leave, but Whitney blocked his way, her

real. Ashton

drinking at the trial, and now, a broken leg? She's good at playing the victim to

laughter echoed, her heart aching despite her

If you go to her now, don't bother coming back. I won't tolerate a man who

considered how your indulgence might give her false hope and

stepped back, finally speaking, "I'm worried about her, that's all. But you're right. Indecision gives false hope. I

Whitney watched him, emotionless.

about what you said earlier, about me playing with feelings... does that mean you still have feelings

her heart skipping a beat. Damn it, why did

the meal together, Ludwik's phone left

"I already said I'm not going, are you

care less about him; she was merely

them stay, Whitney left Ludwik no choice

of the apartment, Whitney handed his phone back to him and with

I just swing by whenever I want now?" The man, pushing his luck,

dreams." Whitney snapped, slamming the door shut

at the door, her lips curling into an almost imperceptible smirk. The jerk had