And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 49

Gwendolyn stood in front of her locker, stuffing her belongings inside. A group of pretty girls approached with clear ill intent.

Turning to face them, Gwendolyn asked coolly, “Can I help you with something?”

“Oh, you brought a lunch box? Let’s see what gourmet delights you’ve got there,” one of the girls, Polly Smith, snatched the box from Gwendolyn’s hands and clumsily dropped it on the

floor.

“Oops, my bad. I just couldn’t hold it right.” Polly said with a malicious grin.

Gwendolyn’s lips pressed tightly together as she watched the meal that Marina had carefully prepared get ruined, anger welling up inside her.

“Getting mad, huh? Country bumpkins are always so sensitive,” Polly said with a mocking sweetness, fanning the air with her hand and asking. “Do you guys smell that? It’s like fox stench.”

“It’s pungent.”

“Gwendolyn, it’s coming from you, isn’t it? Let’s help you out.”

They laughed as they grabbed a bottle of hand sanitizer and started spraying Gwendolyn, mocking her all the while.

of smell, but of that country

dodge

crossed, watching the drama unfold. The girls‘ direct malice

and sprayed them back furiously, her pretty face set in a cold determination, “You didn’t brush your teeth this morning,

“Gwendolyn, you alright? They really went too far.” “Mamie.” Gwendolyn looked at her, “Drop the act. I can see the

let out a scoff, “Well, I just stirred them up a bit, and who

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broom and swept the scattered

you know who Polly’s uncle is? It’s Mack, the guy in charge of the interns. You’ve crossed her, and now you’re done

to play games with you,” Gwendolyn’s voice was cold, her

phone and dialed Scott, “Scott. I’ve got a great way to get

hospital valued most, she planned

slightly portly Mack, wearing round glasses, looked at the exceptionally pretty girl before him.

“Gwendolyn, right?”

Gwendolyn stood up straight.

room for more interns at the moment.

was essentially a gofer, akin to an orderly.

dirty and exhausting work