And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 11

The next day dawned with a tradition of the newly married daughter returning to her family after the wedding.

Roselind carefully selected gifts, considering it a good deed well done on behalf of the Sawyer family. With the idea of bringing back something of significant value, she also carefully chose a perfectly aged, hundred–year–old bottle of wine.

“Gwendolyn, I’m sorry you have to go by yourself. Howard is not well enough, so the burden. falls on you,” she said, guilt laced in her voice as she took Gwendolyn’s hands.

Dressed in a light green dress that flowed gently to her ankles, Gwendolyn nodded slightly.

She glanced towards the second floor of the quaint cottage, recalling their argument the day before. Naturally, she hadn’t managed to get the transfer documents from Howard and it seemed she would have to find her way to bring Nicolette back.

“I better be off then.”

“Take care on the road,” Roselind said, stepping back to watch as Gwendolyn got into the car and drove away.

Sitting in the car, Gwendolyn rested her hands by her sides, her cuffs pinned into fluted pleats by silver needles, which was a seemingly inconspicuous detail. This return trip was bound to be a battle of wits and wills.

If push came to shove, so be it!

Upon arrival at the Sawyer family, not a single servant was present to greet her.

Gwendolyn strode into the living room, halting the laughter and chatter within.

“You’re finally back. Didn’t Mr. Howard come

lifted, eyes scornful. “Who’d care for a country bumpkin?

“Vivien.”

chastised her as he put down his newspaper with an

Unafraid, Vivien shrugged.

out. With Vivien marrying Bainbridge, you’ll soon be together in the Chadwick family. Vivien has been spoiled. Be patient

chimed in to smooth things over while probing, “Gwen, has

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Chapter 11

No doctor had been able to remedy her condition. There were rumors that Mr. White possessed a miraculous health

act, countering with sarcasm, “What’s the matter? Are

impolite!” Gemma’s face fell, and she swung her hand in a slap.

at Gemma, a surge

was her

tough, but you and Herman won’t stop playing nice,” Vivien sneered, “Gwendolyn, hand

you the documents once I know

for it today. Why are you just standing there,

“Get away!”