Love Beyond the Mask novel 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.

The sight of the woman showering caught him by surprise!

Her graceful, elongated form, with curves delicate and 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 profile of the woman in the mist, full and petite, flushed with warmth.

Her plump lips parted slightly as she tilted her head back, eyes closed as if in longing... Parker had seen this scene before, in the very same bathroom, only in his memory, a man enveloped her from behind, pressing her against the wall.

A man's instinctive gulp seemed to echo over the sound of the water.

Tiana, bathing, felt a draft behind her.

Slow to react, she only turned around when she felt an intense gaze on her—

"Ah—Parker..." she gasped, eyes wide.

Parker, seeing her embarrassed attempt to cover herself, her hands flailing, "You jerk, what are you doing!"

Snapped out of his impulsive state, he quickly averted his heated gaze, his glasses fogging up.

Yet, he saw everything more clearly than he wished to.

His body reacted instantly, his throat working hard as he clenched the door handle, "Sorry, I thought Cherry was in here."

Tiana, her heartbeat erratic, her face and chest flushing with a suspicious shame and embarrassment, "Are you insane? She already took her bath. And why didn’t you knock?"

"Cherry was crying, so I rushed up, but when I couldn’t find her, I got worried."

"Worried so you peep on my shower? I never pegged you for a creep!"