And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 15

At the crack of dawn the next morning in the Chadwick family’s cozy villa.

The chauffeur had been waiting at the doorstep for a while. When he saw Gwendolyn. approaching, he respectfully opened the car door for her.

Just as Gwendolyn was about to step into the car, she noticed Howard lounging inside. He appeared aloof and detached, yet a small red birthmark on his neck added a touch of restraint to his demeanor.

Gwendolyn was taken aback.

She had mentioned to Howard over breakfast that she intended to visit the local apothecary to purchase some herbs, but she hadn’t expected him to be waiting in the car.

“I’ll come with you.” Howard said, his voice even and calm.

With a modest nod, Gwendolyn agreed.

As the car made its way through the streets, he was engrossed in his phone, while she looked out the window, her mind wandering restlessly.

“We’re here. It’s tricky to park right in front of Lifespan Locust Pharmacy.”

The chauffeur parked the car at a lot at the end of the street.

Gwendolyn glanced at Howard’s legs and suggested, “Mr. Chadwick, perhaps you should wait here for me.”

“Alright.”

His only concern was for her safety as she ventured out alone..

to check his phone in

street.

distance,

herbs, and

slandering us!” the pharmacist shouted, his face flushed with anger, “Who’s to say you’re not trying

I’ve got the prescription

killing off of rotten goods! What

ill?”

You wouldn’t want to cross our boss. There would be no good in

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then closed the door, and the crowd began

pierced

“Someone’s fainted!”

there a

lay on the ground, his breathing faint, unconscious. The bystanders were

of this, Gwendolyn hurried over and asked, “Could everyone please step back a bit and make sure there’s enough air?”

limbs were cold, his eyes sunken, his mouth agape. This was a simple case of fainting due to weakness.

fingers incredibly steady. A true expert could see

you sure you know what you’re doing? This is a life–and–death situation. It’s not child’s play to be playing the hero…” A middle–aged

He’s

a young girl could