Love beyond the mask ( Whitney )
Chapter 947

"..." Tiana froze, color draining from her face as if Whitney's words were alien to her.

Parker's handsome face stiffened too.

Even the old man, Winston, stood rigid before Whitney.

A deathly silence filled the room, and after a moment of shock-

Tiana's eyes welled up with disbelief, her fingers trembling fiercely as she clenched her fists to force out words, "Whitney... what are you saying?" "What are you talking about? That child, she... she's mine..." Parker stuttered, unable to complete his sentence.

"She's your daughter," Whitney repeated emphatically to him and to an irate Winston!

The revelation stopped everyone in their tracks.

Parker, always unflappable even in the face of disaster, suddenly found breathing difficult, feeling as if his blood was flowing backward...

He belatedly recalled Whitney mentioning at the church that the paternity test between Cherry and Barclay was a sham!

He had harbored doubts then; why hadn't he paid them more mind?

Now Whitney was saying, Cherry... she was his child... his own flesh and blood.

All his passions surged to his head, and with eyes flaming with emotion, he strode towards Whitney, pushing past the men in black, pulling the guns aimed at Tiana from their hands, shielding her from harm. His gaze locked on Whitney, desperate to know the truth. "Whitney, don't lie to me," he said, his voice breaking with sorrow. He had fantasized countless times that Cherry was his child, which would have naturally united him and Tiana. Those three years wouldn't have been wasted on Endora! "Why do you say she's my child... Give me a straight answer!"

"Because you're fools, both of you! You never doubted what happened three years ago, your memories of each other completely erased!" Whitney glared at Parker, irritated. "Especially you, that night at the club, who did you really encounter? You couldn't even figure that Out!"

"I... I clearly remember waking up to find Endora beside me, naked and crying incessantly, with blood on the bed. Drugged and muddled, all I saw were the marks on her body as she begged me to take responsibility. With things as they were, I had no choice but to comply with her demands," Parker recounted the chaotic morning with difficulty.

Damn it, if he had noticed even the slightest trace of Tiana then, he wouldn't have mistaken Endora as the woman who saved him that night.

"Tiana... was it you?" Parker clenched his fists, slowly turning to look at the woman pale and scarred.

God, what had they missed?

"It was you! I'm the fool, the idiot, for not remembering anything, not a single feature of yours, not what happened that night, not even your scent," the man lamented, stepping back like a wounded child.

Whitney shook her head, sighing with a mix of frustration and disgust, "Maybe it's fate playing tricks! But I think it was all Endora's doing! She must have been tipped off by Elaine to rush to that club, stumbling into a jackpot! The real story is: after Tiana was drugged by Elaine and thrown into that club, she escaped those men trying to harm her and ran into you, Parker. And just by chance, you too were set up, blurrily making her your antidote! Later that night, Endora arrived, moved Tiana secretly, and might have deliberately called Barclay, who was drunk, locking you two in a room. She then took Tiana's place, pretending to have been with you. It had to be this way. Otherwise, Parker, let me ask you, did you feel anything for Endora in those three years? Any attachment to that night?"

Parker, covering his face, realized he indeed had always been indifferent, even averse to intimate matters, "I understand now... why I've been so repulsed by her? For three years, not even holding hands felt right; her mere presence disgusted me, and seeing her felt like an obligation."