Chapter 1177

"What are you talking about? Are we just supposed to stand around after hearing the news and let him bleed out right here? He's in critical condition!" Whitney shot Parker a glare.

With a reluctant sigh, Parker started wheeling the hospital bed out of the room.

"Whitney." Parisa's voice trembled, not wanting her daughter to go. They'd only just found each other-so much left unsaid, and Parisa was desperate to step into the role of mom, hoping Whitney would let her.

"Honey, if you're not in a hurry... would you stay with me a little longer?"

Whitney had no plans to leave either. She grinned, leaning in toward her mother. "Even if you tried to kick me out, I'd refuse to go."

For a moment, she hesitated. Her nose stung, and her voice grew small and vulnerable. “Mom, all these years, I thought about you a lot. I really did. But I always believed you were gone, so I only let myself remember you in secret- especially when things got tough."

"Oh, sweetheart..." Parisa's eyes softened with a deep, aching sorrow. "It's my fault, baby, I've forgotten so many people, so many things."

Erik, ever the gentleman, quietly closed the door behind them, cutting off Ludwik's line of sight.

But Ludwik lingered just outside, unable to let go. "Maybe I should just wait right here. What if she doesn't come back to my place after this?"

The once all-powerful heir to the Harmonia Country fortune is this insecure? If she doesn't come back, just order her. Oh wait,

cold as ice, his glare razor-sharp. "Did I ever say anything nasty about

Are you cursing

it was Parker's turn to bristle. His wife Tiana was pregnant, and the last

"You started it."

brutally honest. You're the

he wondered if all Harmonia Country

battle of glares and finally cleared his throat. "Gentlemen, Ms. Tennyson really

Ludwik's demeanor changed in an instant—after all, everything counted in front

spacing out and get me out

under his breath, "Never seen anyone switch personalities faster than you

Ludwik. Now, chasing after Whitney,

schemes going on in that old head

idiot. If Whitney hadn't helped you,

hospital bed in

of them kept sniping

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