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.

she was tough and resilient. She wouldn’t come home to complain. She never had anyone to complain to

and she

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to disturb her, Howard quietly pulled the needles out himself. A while later, Marina came upstairs with a

“Yes.”

must be beaten.”

sympathetically, “Why even bother with an

diploma, maybe even stay on at Bayridge Hospital, and get her medical license in

this hard, not if

apprentice.

probably wasn’t ready to reveal

you make some inquiries at Bayridge Hospital tomorrow? See if they’re giving her a hard time on purpose.”

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

lifted Gwendolyn and placed her on the

morning ravenous, her stomach

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

Howard shifted

quickly shut her eyes, pretending to

and you’ll be late for work,” said Howard, his morning voice rough

pretend anymore and opened her

“Do you

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