Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 1270

Whitney glanced back over her shoulder, her lips curled in a smile that never reached her eyes. “Felix, I’ve always treated you well, haven’t I? Meddling in people’s marriages is dangerous business—you get that, right?”

Felix just stared, caught off guard. He mimed zipping his lips shut. “Alright, alright, you win, boss lady. I’m not crossing you.”

“Good. You’re done for the day.” Her smile warmed, brightening her whole face.

She was gorgeous, and her moods flipped in a heartbeat—Felix could only stand there, speechless.

Mr. Lippert had told Felix to keep trying to “talk some sense into Ms. Valentine,” but at this point, Felix was officially out. He shook his head and beat a hasty retreat.

At the door to Parisa’s hospital room, Whitney peeked inside. To her surprise, her dad was still there.

A flicker of hope lit up in her chest. But then she saw Hudson picking up his coat from the sofa—he was about to leave. She hurried over and knocked on the door. “Dad? Mom?”

Parisa was propped up on the bed, but didn’t react to the sound of Whitney’s voice. Her lashes cast shadows on her cheeks; her beautiful face was frozen in thought.

Sensing something was off with her mom, Whitney started to step inside.

But Hudson, gentle as ever, glanced at Parisa and raised a finger to his lips, signaling Whitney to keep quiet.

She stopped in her tracks.

Hudson’s brow furrowed, his gaze lingering on the woman by the bed. Finally, he let out a quiet, resigned sigh.

“Parisa, I’ll leave you be. I should get going now,” he said softly.

Parisa blinked, her lashes fluttering. He waited. After a long pause, she gave the faintest nod.

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