Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1295

In the nursery, only the bedside lamp was on, casting a soft glow over the crib. The gentle light shimmered across the incubator, and even the baby's cries sounded sweet and innocent in the peaceful room.

Whitney's heart felt tender and warm. From experience, she could tell the little one wasn't hurt—she was just a bit hungry and asking for milk.

She exchanged a glance with the family doctor, her lips curling into a gentle, affectionate smile. “Her temperature okay?"

"Yes, Mrs. Lippert, it's perfectly normal,” the doctor replied, a little too formally. “I've already asked the nanny to prepare her formula.”

He seemed a bit embarrassed. "I'm sorry her crying disturbed your dinner."

Even though the Lippert family doctor had come out of retirement to help, he still kept to strict old-school etiquette.

Whitney noticed his nervousness but didn't bother correcting his overly formal address.

She waved a hand. “No need to be so uptight. Just take good care of her and let us know right away if anything comes up.”

“Thank you, you're very kind. The little one is just like you already."

tucked the soft blanket around the baby and smiled, offering

polite or genuinely meant

did remember how tough things had been when Sammy was born. That had been after all the chaos, escaping overseas with wounds both physical and emotional. Sammy

were different, weren't they? Even though Sammy had always been frail, when he was hungry, he made sure everyone knew it.

She was something else

she really this much of an angel?

cute, too soft-impossible not to

to let her go. He absolutely doted

out, brushing

the little one opened her mouth and tried to latch on, thinking

guilt flickered through her. If things had gone differently-if there hadn't been any complications-she could

hesitated, lost in

the nanny called, walking in with a bottle. She looked surprised to

feed her. You two

bottle with practiced ease, nothing like a first-time