And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 52

Im gonna hit the shower,” said Gwendolyn.

She dropped her things and hurried back to her room for a quick shower and change into clean clothes. Finally, she knocked on Howard’s door.

“Come in.”

“Mr. Chadwick, I’m here for your acupuncture session,” she said, her voice hoarse and

weary.

Howard’s gaze remained fixed on her as she, like always, began the acupuncture treatment on his legs. Her delicate hands, pale and chapped from the work, stood out starkly.

She looked like a wilted lettuce, utterly spent.

“I’ll remove the needles in half an hour,” Saying, Gwendolyn tidied up her kit and sat down

to wait.

Howard didn’t speak, and he watched as Gwendolyn’s head slowly drooped until her eyes. closed and she dozed off against the rocking chair. He reached into the drawer for some hand lotion and wheeled closer.

The cool cream squirted into his palm, enveloping her hands as he gently massaged

them.

He figured she must’ve had a rough time at the hospital.

come home to complain. She never had anyone to complain to before.

hour passed, and she hadn’t woken up.

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himself. A while later, Marina came upstairs with a tray of food, tiptoeing as she asked, “Mrs. Chadwick

“Yes.”

must be

“Why even bother with an

stay on at Bayridge Hospital, and get her

not if

apprentice.

probably wasn’t ready to reveal

See if

the food here for Mrs. Chadwick to eat when she wakes

nodded slightly, and after Marina left, he gently lifted Gwendolyn and placed her on the bed.

woke up the next morning

unusual. A warm body was next to hers. She slowly turned her head to

her, Howard shifted

quickly shut her eyes, pretending to sleep,

work,” said Howard, his morning

anymore and opened her eyes calmly, “Good

“Do you

when you sleep?” He lounged by the bed, his question laced with implication.