Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 1057

Whitney was utterly bewildered. What on earth was her son doing here?

Without a second thought, she spun around, her brow furrowed, and jogged toward the room.

The glass doors of the intensive care unit were closed, but she could see inside.

As she reached the doors, she froze completely.

Inside the room, not only was Danny there, but Sammy too!

The two brothers were standing beside an incubator...

Whitney's eyes, wide with shock, moved to the incubator. The tiny bed had its glass cover partially open, and a monitor was set up next to it.

As a healthcare professional, she recognized it immediately as an incubator for newborns.

Premature or sick newborns stayed in there for treatment.

And when she stood on tiptoe, she saw the tiny hand of a baby moving beneath the glass cover.

Red, threadlike veins were visible on the pale skin, a small needle was inserted, and the little fist moved weakly and slowly, its fragility evident...

She glanced at her sons again. Danny was leaning over the glass cover, smiling as if encouraging the little baby.

Sammy stood by, his demeanor serious, watching the baby's every move while conversing with a doctor in a white coat.

Whitney stood there, stunned for what felt like an eternity, her mind blank.

It was unbelievable; her heart felt as if a massive stone had plunged into it, leaving her breathless.

For a moment, she took a step back, her eyes wide with shock and confusion.

Who was that baby?

Why were her sons in a stranger’s baby room, visiting this infant?

Questions overwhelmed her mind like a storm, and her heart felt a sharp, inexplicable pain.

The pain was so intense she couldn’t think straight, only feeling an overwhelming discomfort, a cold sweat breaking out on her back, making her shiver, her face as pale as a sheet.

Why did she feel such heartache? Watching that tiny hand, her eyes welled up silently.

What was going on with her?

She clutched at her heart, trying to calm her racing thoughts, leaning against the wall to breathe deeply, yet the cold air couldn't soothe her.

Her mind was a whirlwind of questions.

She had suspected Sammy of hiding something from her.

During those frantic hours of searching, she feared he was secretly battling some illness.

But never, not even in her wildest dreams, did she imagine they were visiting a newborn.

What connection did this infant have with them?

Who was this baby?

Her mind raced, and soon she had a vague answer.

Could this baby be one Ludwik brought back?

Before his business trip, her sons’ actions weren’t this mysterious!

Moreover, since returning, Ludwik and the boys had been acting secretive, as if hiding something from her.

A chill spread through her body, freezing her to the core.

If Ludwik brought the baby back, then what was his relationship with the child?

Whitney felt as if an icy bucket of water was hanging over her, ready to douse her with a truth she couldn't bear.

She turned to look at her sons again. They hadn’t noticed her presence, still talking to the baby.