Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 825

"I...," Whitney's cheeks flushed instantly.

With a quick glance of her almond-shaped eyes, she caught sight of Ludwik in his sharply pressed trousers. She dared not provoke him at that moment, but she couldn't resist taking him down a peg. So, she hid behind the desk, her lips quickly curling into a smirk, "You, bring me to justice right here? Wishful thinking, Ludwik. Maybe you should stick to seeing your doctor, might do you some good."

Ludwik glanced down, a shade of embarrassment coloring his chiseled features. He cleared his throat, leaned in, his arms braced on the desk, towering over her across the table, his voice low and heated, "What good would seeing any other doctor do when you're the only 'specialist' that can cure me?

You know well, the treatment involves... personal experience! Don't you, Whitney?"

The air charged with tension at his sultry tone.

Whitney's neck flushed with color, snapping back to reality, "Why am I even discussing this with you? I have the Sheldon Group's contract to draft. Don't distract me!"

"Fine, we have all the time in the world after this," Ludwik quipped with a narrow-eyed smile and a teasing tone.

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Delight Mansion.

Cherry sprang into action!

While her mom was in the bathroom taking a shower, she quickly climbed down and ran to the door, crying out, "Daddy Parker, waaah, I fell down, come and see!" Downstairs, Parker, hearing the noise, immediately stepped out from the guest room and hurried upstairs, "Cherry!"

Entering the bedroom, he found no sign of the little one.

But the bathroom door was ajar, with the sound of running water coming from inside.

Parker, unsure if Cherry was in there taking a bath, rushed over and pushed the door open.

woman showering

refined, her skin so white it seemed to glow, like milk, her wet curly hair cascading over her icy jade-like collarbones and white neck, those strands dancing along her body. The side

this scene before, in the very same bathroom,

felt a

only turned around when she felt an intense

gasped, eyes

cover herself, her hands flailing, "You

out of his impulsive state, he quickly

more clearly than he

instantly, his throat working hard as he clenched the door handle, "Sorry, I thought Cherry was

her face and chest flushing with a suspicious shame and

but when I couldn't find

so you peep on my shower? I never pegged you

intense gaze piercing through his glasses, making her want to shrink away. Unfortunately, the towel was too far, and he was blocking the door, leaving her no way to grab it! "Still looking? What's

her hasty covering only emphasized

working harder, found it difficult to look

about to leave when he suddenly paused, blatantly staring at her,

there's nothing much to see? Hadn't he been all over her when they slept together, clinging as if he

was furious with his emotionally detached demeanor, retorting, "I haven't started. And who knows how scary you look

in his lie, the flush

suddenly locked his teasing gaze on her,

but get out first!" she was at her

must

if... even if they had been intimate, it was during his amnesia. Now

leave now, how will I apologize?" His voice husky,

"What are you doing?"