Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1186
Whitney paused, then couldn't help but laugh.
Her dad always looked so refined and classy-never a hair out of place. In the Brew Hill elite circle, he was legendary for his good
looks. Whitney had overheard more than a few society ladies whispering that Holly's looks didn't quite measure up to her
father's.
Whitney took after her mom, but she'd inherited the best of her father's features too, making her strikingly beautiful.
With a mock-serious nod, she agreed, "You definitely need a shirt. No matter what, you're always the most dashing silver fox
around."
Hudson groaned, embarrassed. "What nonsense! Are you teasing your old man now?"
Whitney grinned, their bond obvious as she stuck out her tongue playfully. "Alright, alright. I'll go grab you a shirt. The
housekeeper put some in your closet-what color are you feeling?"
Color?

Hudson hadn't thought about his wardrobe in ages.
Still, with his tall, broad-shouldered frame, he could pull off darker tones like nobody's business.
"Navy blue, I think," Hudson said after a moment, a bit distracted. He remembered how Parisa always loved him in dark suits.
Her taste was cool and understated, just like her own frosty elegance-but when she warmed up to someone, she'd shine with a
passion he could never forget.
She was the kind of woman who'd truly loved him.
He'd lost her, and no one else could fill that space.
Whitney fetched a shirt for her dad, and after he changed in the bathroom, she wheeled his chair to the door.
She said, "I'm guessing you don't want me tagging along. This is you and Mom's time-I won't intrude. But make sure you actually
knock and go in this time. Don't just lurkin the hatt like yesterday." '

Hudson's face froze. "You saw me yesterday?"
"My uncle came to visit Mom, and Yael spotted you. She even asked me about it.
Dad, I've done my best." Whitney shrugged.
He looked even more
uncomfortable. "You worry too

much, kiddo. Don't worry, this was
the only time your old man's
old man's going
to chicken out. I can't be as
shameless as Ludwik, but as long as she'll listen, I'll tell her everything.”
Whitney rolled her eyes. In her dad's mind, Ludwik was a lost cause.
That guy... always so proud of himself for nothing.
They parted at the elevator-Hudson heading downstairs with the help of a nurse.
Whitney finally made her way to the cafeteria, thinking she'd better pick up some soup for Ludwik. Parker was sweet but
hopeless in the kitchen-who knew if he even realized post-surgery patients needed something light? If he served Ludwik a whole
Thanksgiving dinner, the poor guy would probably flip the table.
Thinking of her sons, she called Danny on his smartwatch.
His chipper little voice piped up, "Mommy! Where are you? Are you still glued to Daddy? Sammy wouldn't let me visit Dad, said
you two needed alone time to patch things up after the drama."
Whitney's face flushed as her son roasted her. "Sammy's ideas are getting wilder every day, and you just go along with him! Are
you two trying to give me a heart attack?"

"Mommy. I haven't even done anything! And now you're calling me dumb? Is that how you really see me? Boo-hoo-who do you
think made me this way, huh?" Danny let out a dramatic wail, his voice cracking.
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