Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 872

Whitney stood there, dazed, glancing down at her midi skirt that barely brushed her knees.

She was utterly speechless.

Is he out of his mind?

"Ludwik, if you're sick, go see a doctor, don't nitpick on me."

Whitney snapped back, her cheeks flushed with anger, "I'm begging you, all the women in the office dress like this, so what's the problem with me? Don't start trouble for no reason, will you?"

She felt he was just looking for trouble.

This guy really had some nerve. He hadn't even won her back yet and here he was, nitpicking?

Ludwik stared deeply into her innocent and angry eyes.

This woman was so naive, still oblivious to what he was actually concerned about.

Damn it, his gaze drifted to her shapely legs, his eyes warming up as he fought the urge to touch, and reminded her in a low voice, "Can't you dress like the other women? Tall and slender, when other women wear skirts to their knees, yours rides up, and then you let Danny wrap his arms around your thighs. Do you have any idea how many eyes were on you in the diner?"

His dark gaze swept the surroundings.

Indeed, some men quickly averted their eyes, as if intimidated by him.

Whitney, realizing belatedly, glanced around, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of red.

Was he complimenting her or criticizing her?

Feeling the warmth of his large hand on her lower back, she shivered slightly, afraid his hand might wander further under her blazer, and immediately stepped away, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm just dressed normally. What's the big deal with a pencil skirt? How is that any of your business?"

"Do you want to attract men?" He instantly darkened.

His handsome face shadowed with jealousy.

Seeing his imposing figure, Whitney was initially scared, but then, noticing his sulking lips, she couldn't help but find amusement, defiantly retorting, "So what if I do? I'm about to be single again."

anger, "Who helped you get

so

was furious, feeling the pain of digging his own

teasing him was a bad idea. Knowing what he might do if he believed she

recoiled a bit, although not backing down entirely, she was clearly

"You're ungrateful, Whitney."

his gaze turned

to divorce, with or

into this divorce for your

don't owe you any gratitude, so how

a free spirit post-divorce. Although she wasn't surrounded by admirers yet, he

divorce tomorrow, start the proceedings. It

you think about meeting new men after the divorce,

most is your domineering attitude," Whitney retorted angrily, pouting, "So you do one thing for me, and

be unwanted by men for the rest of my

for you, I wouldn't have

you're doing now, isn't it just to atone

and the big favor he had done for her, she would surely feel grateful to him. Maybe she was verbally refusing to reconcile, but he hoped her heart felt

wrong. Her hurt and grievances wouldn't fade

she was right, everything he was doing now

Florence back then, none of this would have

wanting to upset her any further, "I am atoning. I'll do everything I can to make it up to you and our sons for the three years

won't force you

will crush every single suitor that

don't believe, with the reputation of Harmonia Country's top bachelor, anyone dares to approach

longer wanting to

same to him,

and walked away to sit

dessert, and spicy hot pot,"

wolf in sheep's clothing, pretending for the

that what you're

"Didn't you say you wanted to make