And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

and said, “Don’t worry, just act natural.”

Meanwhile, Waldo was being led upstairs by Marina. The chilly little villa had only one servant on hand. He scoffed internally. Howard was clearly in decline, nothing like the grandeur of Bainbridge.

“Dr. Waldo is here.”

“Mr. Chadwick,” Dr. Waldo greeted coolly, his contempt for Gwendolyn rising as he laid eyes on her. “I don’t like outsiders present during my treatments, especially not some medical student who thinks she knows it all. Please ask Mrs. Chadwick to leave.”

He looked down on Gwendolyn, even more so after learning she was studying medicine. He thought she was arrogant, pretending to be something after picking up a little knowledge at school.

“I won’t get in your way.” Gwendolyn asserted.

“Do you hope to steal a few tricks? I was trained by the renowned Mr. White. You probably won’t get the chance to witness such exquisite needling techniques again in your lifetime. No wonder you don’t want to leave,” Waldo said mockingly.

Howard remained calm, gripping Gwendolyn’s hand, “Newlyweds are often inséparable. I’m afraid I can’t bear to be apart from her even for a moment.”

Marina covered her mouth and giggled behind her hand, thinking to herself how men only realize the worth of a good wife after they get hitched.

here, though I doubt she has the aptitude to

him how gifted Gwendolyn was. Here was this charlatan acting all high

for your magnanimity, Dr. Waldo,” Howard said, not minding the

face, instructed, “Please undress

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acupuncture.”

the insertion of needles

affront,

his shirt. She was used to this by now, though his physique still made her blush

lavish medicine kit and spread out his needles, the golden ones

the needles with a serious demeanor, inserting

hands, mentally noting the key operation.

just showy with no real substance. Waldo