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.

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

protect Elaine every day, refusing to avenge our son's kidnapping. As long

Whitney was straightforward.

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

focus on 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 you. You have

clenched her fists, furious. Just then, Ludwik's phone

sharp glance still fixed on her, "Hello...

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

absent. How could they protect her when you treat her so coldly? Get

Ashton hung up angrily.

made to leave, but Whitney blocked his way, her eyes gleaming with scorn, "Elaine in

must be real. Ashton

you're here, she ends up in some accident? First, a gastric perforation from drinking at the trial, and now, a broken leg? She's good at

her

stay tonight. If you go to her now, don't bother coming back. I won't tolerate a man who can't decide where his

"If you're so easily swayed by her acts, have you considered how your indulgence might give her false hope and make her cling to

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

Whitney watched him, emotionless.

what you said earlier, about me playing with feelings... does that mean you still have feelings for me?" He leaned in, a challenge in

contempt," Whitney dodged him, her heart skipping a beat. Damn it, why did she

coldly, the mood icy as they finished the meal together, Ludwik's phone left forgotten in the

resignation. "I already said I'm not going, are

about him; she

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

phone back to him and with a raised eyebrow, said,

won't go. So, can I just swing by whenever I want now?"

slamming the door shut

looking at the door, her lips curling into an almost