And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 48

Dressed to the nines, Sanford Hamilton was the picture of meticulous grooming and self–discipline. He appeared far more serious than Howard, yet there was none of that bone–deep coldness about him.

“Hmph.” Jeannie scoffed, “Can’t seem to get away from that family,”

Sanford paused when he saw them, but instead of keeping his distance, he approached. Jeannie tensed, her gaze wary as she watched him.

“How’s Howard doing?” Sanford asked, his voice smooth and clear. His features were broad and refined, like polished marble, and he looked vaguely familiar.

“Don’t play the good Samaritan with me. Howard’s taken on an apprentice from a prestigious medical school, and he’ll be back on his feet in no time. The Hamiltons would do well to keep their distance from him.”

“That’s good to hear.”

Sanford nodded, his peripheral vision catching a glimpse of Gwendolyn, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

“What are you staring at my sister–in–law for?” Jeannie stepped in front of Gwendolyn, nervously defensive, afraid Sanford might stir up unease with imprudent remarks.

“Nothing, just thinking Howard is quite the devoted man, “Sanford spoke indifferently, “I gotta

go.”

he turned and left.

“Who was that?”

in pharmaceuticals. The Hamiltons and the Lopezes are related by marriage. His mother

happened to be the honorary director of

added, “By the way, don’t bring up the Hamiltons around

guessed there must be some bad blood between

back for that soup,” Jeannie urged, quickening her pace.

away, Gwendolyn looked back to see Sanford in the distance, seemingly watching her. She felt an

at the breakfast table, “Mr. Chadwick, I’ll be interning at the hospital for a while, so I won’t be around

Charter 48

on my feet

dined with elegance, “Do you need

could we keep our relationship a secret from my colleagues for now?”

her internship, she didn’t want to have to explain things later.

surprised look, “Am

I don’t want any

were, after all heading towards a divorce.

expression cooled as he replied,

I hear the hospital food is terrible. I’ve made you a lunch. Don’t overwork yourself, and if they give you trouble, just quit. After all we’re well–off.”