Chapter 244
Chapter 244
Bryce slipped Whitney a note. “Give it a shot. Ms. Melford’s been dodging us for years, scared she’ll
drag us down. Her whole family’s been like ghosts in Banyan City ever since that man flew into a rage,
and the whole town turned against them. They’ve had it rough.”
Whitney’s eyes reddened slightly. After Bryce left, she immediately made a call, her heart pounding
anxiously as she waited for someone to pick up. But no one did.
Back in the day, the Melfords were not aristocracy, but they were filthy rich. Tiana had been burdened
by her, giving birth to a child of uncertain origin, wrecking her life!
This was Whitney’s deepest grudge.
Holding the note, Whitney spent a sleepless night.
Come morning, Elaine woke up in the arms of a man.
Feeling his powerful breaths and sculpted chest muscles, she blushed, and her heart raced, craving to
possess him.
But she could not get close…
What woman could stand it?
She bit her lip, hidden beneath the covers, and, full of expectation, turned over to plant a kiss on his
abs, her hand slowly…
“Elaine, what are you doing?” The man’s voice, groggy and irresistibly husky, carried a chilling edge as
his hand firmly grasped hers.
With flushed cheeks, Elaine bit her lip and looked up, her face flushed with a rosy fragrance. “Ludwik,
I’ve been reading some books. They say men are spirited in the morning. Why don’t we give it another
try? Otherwise, when will we get married and have another baby?”
Her urgency was palpable as she clung to his chest, unwilling to let go.
Ludwik opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling as if in a daze.
After a while, his brows furrowed slightly, and, unable to refuse her any longer, he rolled over, his arm
encircling her.
His long legs, a lethal temptation, had Elaine’s heart pounding as she closed her eyes.
But soon, the man got up, visibly repulsed, his lips pressed thin as he looked at the woman who had
become stiff and dumbstruck.
He stroked her face, his voice low and frustrated as he said, “Sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong, I want All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
to make you happy. Let’s try again next time!”
Then he rose, walking to the bathroom without a backward glance.
Elaine lifted her head, unwilling to accept fate, and watched his tall figure disappear.
He was such a splendid man, fulfilling every fantasy a woman could have. Just looking at his
handsome face and breathing in his scent was enough to make her blush. But why, after three years,
did he always react like this when things got serious?
Frustrated, Elaine got up and glanced at her sexy slip dress, feeling the irony.
These three years of abstinence were driving her mad! She had lost her virginity long ago, but she had
feigned innocence and kept men at bay to get close to Ludwik.
But that was just for a few months; she had thought that after Whitney’s death, she would quickly
capture Ludwik’s heart and spend their days in loving bliss. Little did she expect his erectile dysfunction
to last three years!
Sometimes, seeing his indifference, she was tempted to turn to another man.
The sound of the shower stopped, and the frosted glass revealed the man’s noble figure.
Elaine, filled with yearning, quickly picked up the scattered pillows and adopted a gentle and virtuous
demeanor. “Ludwik, let me get you a towel.”
Ludwik was tired of her charades. “I’ve got one here, Elaine.”
But she was already inside, wrapping her arms around his lean waist, her head lowered to kiss the
droplets on him, her voice soft and pleading. “Ludwik, I’ve found a renowned specialist from overseas
who can treat the most difficult cases. There’s no illness he can’t cure. He’s available at ten this
morning. Will you see him, please?”
“The Bartels Hospital has arranged more than ten doctors. Did that help? Elaine, maybe I just
need more time.”
“Three years is a long time, Ludwik. Don’t you love me?” She was on the brink of tears.
Ludwik gently wiped them away, feeling a twinge of guilt. “Of course I do.”
“Then why can’t you want me if you love me?”
He turned away, hating his own unresponsive body.
Resentment welled up in him; he even suspected that cursed woman had hexed him, keeping him from
moving on with his life.
“This doctor will cure you for sure. He’s had success with men’s health issues, Ludwik. Try it for our
happiness, will you?”
Ludwik licked his lips, his allure only intensifying the prohibition, driving Elaine wild.
He was mature, exuding a masculine charm, yet so detached and cold.
Unable to resist, she dropped to her knees, batting her eyes seductively, “Ludwik, there’s still time
before work. Let’s give it a proper go…”
But he looked down at her actions, his eyes flickering with an instinctive repulsion, “Elaine, it’s
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no use.”
“Ludwik, don’t put on your robe just yet…”
“Thump, thump, thump!”
A sudden bout of knocking, chaotic and childish.
Ludwik, as if he knew who it was, instantly wrapped himself in a robe and strode out.
Elaine knew, too. A flicker of resentment in her eyes as she rolled them and followed with a smile.
“Danny sure is an early riser these days.”
Ludwik’s lips curled into a faint smile as he opened the door only to hear the child’s milky voice respond
to Elaine, “If I don’t come to save the man, aren’t you locking him up to hog him all to yourself again?”
Elaine froze, unable to even fake a smile, a chill flashing in the corner of her eye.
Ludwik’s handsome features twitched as he looked down at the short, stern little guy, “You little rascal!
How dare you speak like that? You can’t disturb Daddy and Mommy when we haven’t gotten up yet.”
The kid gave a cold glance, pointing at Elaine with few but harsh words. “She’s not my Mommy! And
don’t you two think about sneaking around to make a little sibling behind my back!”
Elaine rolled her eyes again and, feigning tears, crouched down to embrace him. “Danny, I went
through so much to give birth to you and raise you. How can you say such things and break my
heart?”
“Don’t try to pull a fast one on me. I’m totally nothing like you. You used to fool me because I was little,
but I’ve grown up now, so cut it out.”
Hearing this, Elaine gave Ludwik an aggrieved look.
Ludwik, however, was looking at his son with amusement, the corners of his mouth lifting into a sly grin
as he crossed his arms and teased lightly. “Got an itch you can’t scratch, kiddo?”
“Dad, I gotta pee! Ludwik, come on and hoist this little lord to the john,” his son’demanded, mimicking
his father’s imperious stance with his small arms akimbo.
Lucas could not help but snort with laughter as he scooped up his cool little dude and headed toward
the bathroom.
Emily watched with gritted teeth as the man seemed to be utterly devoted to his son. With this little
rascal around, she would always play second fiddle!