And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 50

worst they out of Bayride Hospital. Sharing the same air with such people is an insult to me.” Polly octane koudby making sure her voice carried down the sterile corridors to where Gwysolve court hear.

She’s just a janitor. No way she’ll pass the evaluation.”

Owendolyn took a deep breath and swallowed the hurt. They wanted her to give up, but she wouldn’t and couldn’t.

Clutchins a bottle of disinfectant and a mop from the supply closet, she headed to room 2103, careful not to startle any patients as she tapped lightly on the door.

Footsteps approached from inside, and the door swung open.

There stood a face Gwendolyn recognized, Sanford, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. He glanced at her nametag. “Intern?

“Hello” Gwendolyn greeted, holding the bucket, a hint of confusion flickering through her mind, “Mr. Hamilton”

Her eyes darted to his badge, so young and already the Honorary Chairman of Bayridge. Hospital

Sanford frowned, puzzled. Did interns in the Physical Therapy department really need to do such menial tasks?

“Sanford, who is it?” A voice, elegant and composed, called from within.

I have to get back

at Gwendolyn and added. “She is

left. Gwendolyn

upright in bed, a refined figure despite her partial leg paralysis. Even in the hospital she wore a meticulously tailored dress and light makeup, flipping through a fashion magazine with poise. It was clear she had

of high standing.

at the nameplate by the

the head honcho of the Lopez family. Talk about coincidence, Gwendolyn was just hearing about her family yesterday and now,

mop in disinfectant,

Mops never

leisurely, “Use a really get things clean. If you don’t know

a word, Gwendolyn switched to a cloth and began to scrub the tiles

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rural hometown. The disinfectant was harsh, reddening the skin

her hands.

dust too easily. Clean the windows for me,

turned another page, her

meant. Rubbing her aching back, she

in her pocket.