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

and added. “She is quite particular.”

he left. Gwendolyn

lady sat upright in bed, a refined figure despite her partial leg paralysis. Even in the hospital she wore a meticulously tailored dress

high standing.

nameplate by the bed,

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

soaked the mop in disinfectant, ready to

Mops

her magazine. Eve spoke leisurely, “Use a really get

and began to scrub the tiles to a shine,

1051

Chabler Su

in her rural hometown. The disinfectant

her hands.

and bright, with sunlight streaming through the windows. This hospital gathers dust too easily. Clean

turned another page, her

what ‘difficult‘ meant. Rubbing her aching back, she changed

in her