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

project could rake in billions upon completion. Howard had solidified his grip

you,” Gwendolyn retorted, ready to

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

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

mother–in–law!”

for Nicolette’s care, Gwendolyn would have perished long

had lived a life of hardship, scrimping and saving to put Gwendolyn through school, and had worked herself to the bone. No matter how hard Gwendolyn tried

audacity to send Nicolette on such a grueling journey! She couldn’t

trials and indignities the frail

Nicolette and I

turned white,

lip and with tear–brimmed eyes, she asked,

from a good family. She is also graceful and talented. If you could marry Howard, she certainly deserves better. Whatever,

that, Gemma hung up

making every breath feel like a blade scraping against her throat

a voice echoed at the stairwell, “Mrs. Chadwick, why are you here?”