Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1184

"Yeah, Mr. Sheldon's going through the company reports again. Whitney, you

really ought to talk to him. He never takes a break, not even with that cast on his hand. He keeps flipping through those files-can't be good for his bones to heal like this."

"I wouldn't dare," the maid replied with a worried frown. Despite Hudson's polite and elegant manners, the air around him was always so intense. Whenever he was quiet, he felt even harder to approach. Honestly, among all the Sheldon staff, Hudson was the one people tiptoed around-not the old man.

Whitney smirked a little. She knew her dad's temperament better than anyone.

He didn't look scary, but he definitely gave off that cold, distant vibe-like someone you'd see in a marble bust, not at the family dinner table.

"I'll go talk to him."

"Oh, great! And Whitney, could you bring in the chicken noodle soup Mrs. Sheldon made? You know your dad wouldn't let the Sheldons come in to see him. He's so stubborn." The maid handed over the thermos.

Whitney took it, walked to the study door, and knocked softly—twice.

"Who is it?" came Hudson's deep voice from inside.

"It's me, Dad."

pushed open

it. Even in hospital scrubs, he had that same cool, dignified look-like a CEO who'd just walked out of a magazine shoot. For his age,

"Whitney?"

smile. "You've finally got time to visit your old man? I heard Ludwik's surgery went well. That's a relief. And that

went to see her?"

like you, you know When you were born, I missed out on watching you grow up Lots of regrets there.

voice was rough, lower than

the blurred lines on the

in the way he spoke, a sadness that

said, "Dad, if you care so much,

I'm just...

cold blue eyes

a coward,"

back, unable to help

your feelings for years, and now that you finally have the chance, you're acting like