And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 28

Scott sparkled his eyes with obsession as he eagerly approached Gwendolyn, “Hey, Gwendolyn,”

Mamie put on her harmless face and took her hand with feigned affection, “Everyone’s here already, just waiting on you, Scott here wouldn’t start without you.”

Gwendolyn turned and asked, “Didn’t we say 6:30 for the meetup?” She wasn’t even late.

“Always punctual, Gwendolyn, Let’s head on in.” Scott, ever the gentleman, held the private dining room door open for her. “Saved you the best seat.”

Gwendolyn found herself seated between Mamie and Scott,

As she settled in, the others in the room gave her varied looks,

The timid ones whispered among themselves, while the bolder voices didn’t hesitate, “Gwendolyn, that dress looks like the latest spring collection and must’ve cost a pretty penny. Who got it for you?”

Her voice was soft and slow, “My family picked it out for me.” Roselind had also bought her a few things recently.

Someone snickered, “Family, huh? Guess sugar daddies count as family.”

“Your country grandma couldn’t afford to give…”

“Let’s not get distracted, folks. Time to eat,” Scott cut in with a warning glare, quelling the gossip hounds. After all, no one wanted to risk Scott’s wrath.

buzzed with people snapping photos and boasting to

“They’re just jealous you snagged that internship at Bayridge Hospital.”

holding her

I’ve

Gwendolyn, Mamie always played the good Samaritan. They seemed to get along

need, I can manage,” Gwendolyn replied quietly, continuing her meal and sipping her drink. Mamie kept the conversation going and topped off

was subtle, which tasted rather good without

cheeks felt warm and her head heavy. Gwendolyn shook

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excused herself to Mamle, “I’m going to the

lips. She knew Gwendolyn had a keen nose and was too smart

her way out, leaning against the corridor wall for support. Her phone buzzed in her

the sight of “Hubby” on the caller ID, her mind

soft and vulnerable like a

amidst laughter.

asked Howard in his

need to go home, Looks like I can’t quite walk straight,” she slurred, rubbing her cheeks, her words tumbling