Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 960

Parker, holding a bag of takeout breakfast, returned.

The door to the private hospital room was shut, causing the man to frown slightly as his long legs nudged the door open.

Sunlight filtered through the window, casting a few rays on the corner of Cherry's bed where she lay alone, without Tiana by her side.

The room was a suite with a spacious living area. Faint sounds of water came from the bathroom around the corner.

Parker's furrowed brows relaxed a bit. Was she in the bathroom?

First glancing over at Cherry, he set down the breakfast and pocketed his hands as he walked towards the bathroom.

The frosted door was ajar, not fully closed.

Tiana always kept an eye on her daughter and dared not close the door completely. She was quickly undressing, wetting a towel to wipe her neck and chest. Just as she was about to finish, feeling uneasy, she peeked outside to check on her daughter—

At that moment, the bathroom door was pushed open.

"Tiana, are you here?" Parker's deep voice resonated, husky from a sleepless night, carrying a magnetic charm, the warmth spreading through the crack of the door directly above Tiana's head.

She had washed her hair, the damp strands cascading over her delicate, fair collarbones, with droplets sliding down her curves...

Parker was greeted with this scene as he pushed the door open!

The sight of the woman's slender shoulders and luminous skin took his breath away. Her breathing intensified as if startled, her chest heaving beautifully.

Parker's gaze was involuntarily captivated, rendered speechless.

"What are you doing?" Tiana quickly covered her collarbone, standing there dazed, forgetting to hide.

"Sorry," the man's voice was hoarse, his brow furrowed, though his Adam's apple involuntarily bobbed, "I heard water and thought you were washing your face!"

Despite the situation being inappropriate and untimely, Parker couldn't help but notice her curves seemed fuller?

Though he wasn't sure where this comparison came from, as his memory didn't recall any intimate moments with her. The events on Saltland Island were also forgotten.

But at this moment, he felt, beneath her clothes, her figure was quite enticing, not as thin as she appeared clothed.

"I'm not washing my face, just... wiping off some sweat..." Tiana's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, her words trailing off.

Everything had happened between them, yet the recent turmoil and emotional strife had created a profound sense of distance.

Last night, because everyone was around, and because they were looking for Cherry, she had relied on him.

Now, with Whitney and the others absent, facing him alone, she suddenly felt like she had lost her voice.

Uncomfortable, her heart skipped beats, following her nervousness.

The man's gaze upon her was deep and intense.

Her cheeks flushed even more, and she suddenly remembered to turn away, her fingers trembling as she reached to close the door.

But she couldn't find the door handle in her haste. Dropping the towel, she quickly picked up her clothes, murmuring, "Can you step back, please?"

"Oh..." Parker responded, his voice low, yet he made no move to leave.

Tiana picked up her old bra, hurrying to put it on.

She struggled with the hooks, perhaps out of haste, and felt them tighter than usual. Glancing down, she noticed her size seemed to have increased.

Could this be a side effect of hormonal changes from a miscarriage?