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.

Ludwik's gaze hardened as he looked at her, "If you won't talk to me, I have

day, refusing to avenge our son's kidnapping. As long as you do, we

Whitney was straightforward.

with a helpless look in his eyes, "Whitney, how do

her and stop trying to have it both ways, acting like a shameless jerk. And I have no intention of going back to you. We're divorced, and I don't want anything to do with

her fists, furious. Just then,

answered with a sharp glance still fixed on

crazed fan who broke into her villa. She fell from the second floor trying to escape and is bleeding badly!"

bodyguards were absent. How could they protect her when you treat

Ashton hung up angrily.

then made to leave, but Whitney blocked his way, her eyes gleaming

Ashton wouldn't

drinking at the trial, and now,

laughter echoed, her

her arms crossed, raising an eyebrow, "If you believe me, you'll stay tonight. If you go to her now, don't bother

his hesitation, Whitney coldly added, "If you're so easily swayed by her acts, have you considered how your indulgence might give her false hope and make

back, finally speaking, "I'm worried about her, that's all. But you're

Whitney watched him, emotionless.

spatula, placing it in her hand, "Shall we continue cooking? And about what you said earlier, about me playing with feelings... does that mean

nothing but contempt," Whitney dodged him, her heart skipping

finished the meal together, Ludwik's phone left

a hint of resignation. "I

less about him; she was merely using

grew sleepy. Without offering to let them stay, Whitney left Ludwik no choice but to take

Whitney handed his phone back to him

it. I won't go. So, can I just swing by whenever I want

your dreams." Whitney snapped, slamming the door shut in

found herself looking at the door, her lips curling into an almost imperceptible smirk. The jerk had finally shown some sense