Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 1274

Parisa let out a soft sigh. “You’re so busy, honey, don’t worry about me.”

Her newborn granddaughter needed to bond with her mom—that was more important right now.

Florence had been keeping up her charade for days, and only now did Parisa finally understand the truth about the baby she was carrying.

“That poor little thing,” Parisa murmured. “I just wish I’d known sooner that Ludwik was such a good man. Maybe if I had, Florence wouldn’t have gone into labor so early back in Germany.”

Regret flickered in Parisa’s eyes as she set down her spoon, her appetite gone. “Whitney, would it be alright if I stopped by tonight to see the baby?”

“Of course, Grandma. The twins haven’t even had a proper chance to meet you yet,” Whitney replied, glancing down.

She hesitated, then added, “Honestly, Mom, I was the last to know about the baby’s parentage. Please, don’t blame yourself for other people’s mistakes. You’ve never been one to waffle.”

Parisa gave a gentle nod. “You’re right. What matters is that the baby’s alive and we’re all here to help her get healthy.”

“And let’s be real, Ludwik’s gone above and beyond for that little girl—nearly gave his life for her. He’s going to be a great dad.”

Parisa’s lips curled into a knowing smile. “I hear he’s fond of your boys too. Men with real responsibility are rare these days.”

Whitney pressed her red lips together. “I know, Mom. I get it.”

“Go on, then,” her mother said, chuckling.

Flushing, Whitney turned and hurried out, feeling sheepish. As she made her way down the corridor, her phone buzzed in her palm.

She assumed it was Sammy checking in as usual, but when she glanced down, it was a call from Tiana.

Whitney’s brows shot up. That was new—Tiana hadn’t texted her in days.

Probably figured Whitney was busy, she thought. She missed her best friend, and as she pressed the answer button, the call suddenly dropped.

“That can’t be. She was eating fine yesterday. What’s wrong now?”

“She just seems tired, Mom. Dad said you were with Grandma. Can you come over soon?”

“I’m already on my way. Get the doctor to check on her, okay?”

She broke into a run, heels clacking against the hospital floor, the sound echoing in Sammy’s ear.

The elevator doors closed and her signal flickered, but she could’ve sworn she heard a low, unfamiliar male voice on the line before it cut out.

Whitney stared at her phone, anxiety twisting in her chest.

She raced down to the neonatal unit, her steps echoing in the empty hallway. Strangely, everything was quiet. No doctors, no nurses rushing around.

It didn’t look like there was any kind of emergency at all.