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..

Howard continued to check his phone in the car, Gwendolyn headed

street.

distance, Gwendolyn could see a dense crowd of

selling subpar herbs,

can’t provide evidence, stop slandering us!” the pharmacist shouted, his face flushed

I’ve got the prescription right

off of rotten goods!

ill?”

tried to dismiss the crowd harshly, “Don’t make a scene! You wouldn’t want to cross our boss. There would be no

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crowd began to push and shove

a scream pierced the

“Someone’s fainted!”

there

breathing faint, unconscious. The bystanders were afraid to touch him, fearing he might die on them right there!

“Could everyone please step back a bit and make sure there’s

a simple case of fainting due to weakness. She took a needle from her sleeve and inserted it into his body to

composed, her fingers incredibly steady. A true

is a life–and–death situation. It’s not child’s play to be playing the hero…” A middle–aged onlooker began to criticize, but before he

He’s

thought a young girl could be