And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 5

Tucked away in a shadowy nook by the staircase, Gwendolyn eyed the flickering name on her phone screen. Suppressing her distaste, she picked up the call.

“Hello?”

“Gwen,” came Gemma’s gentle probing voice from the other end. “Was Howard awake? Were his legs… really done for?”

The doctors had barely delivered their verdict when the Sawyer family was already privy to the internal scoop.

Gemma showed no concern for how the Chadwick family was dealing with Gwendolyn, nor did she inquire how Gwendolyn had spent her previous night. Instead, Gemma was fishing for insider information.

Gwendolyn fell into greater disappointment.

“I’m hanging up if there’s nothing else,” she said flatly.

“Wait!” Shouting, Gemma was tinged with urgency. “Do Vivien a solid! Howard got this massive deal, a collaboration between Summit Corp and Chadwick Group. Convince him to sign the Transfer of Project, and Vivien can marry Howard’s cousin.”

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.

“What makes you think I can help with that? I’m just a shotgun bride with no standing.”

aisle, Howard woke up. The entire Chadwick family is counting on you now. Besides, he’s a broken man. What’s the point of holding onto the

Gemma. That project could rake in billions upon completion. Howard had solidified his grip on Chadwick Group with it.

Gwendolyn retorted, ready to

“We have brought Nicolette here! If you don’t agree, you

your humanity?” Gwendolyn roared back, “That’s my

mother–in–law!”

it weren’t for Nicolette’s care, Gwendolyn would have perished long

the bone. No matter how hard Gwendolyn tried to learn medicine from the neighbor, Mr. White,

had the audacity to send Nicolette

trials and indignities the frail Nicolette must have

I share no

phone, Gwendolyn’s knuckles turned white,

and with tear–brimmed eyes, she

good family. She is also graceful and talented. If you

hung up abruptly.

Gwendolyn’s spine, making every breath feel like a blade scraping against her throat and

a voice echoed at the stairwell,