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.

wouldn’t come home to complain. She never had anyone to complain to

an hour passed, and she

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to disturb her, Howard quietly pulled the needles out himself. A while later, Marina came upstairs with a tray of food, tiptoeing as she asked,

“Yes.”

must be beaten.”

sympathetically, “Why even bother with an

she wanted to get her diploma, maybe even stay on at Bayridge Hospital, and get her medical license in a year by the normal

if Enoch

apprentice.

Enoch probably wasn’t ready to reveal his whereabouts yet.

Hospital tomorrow? See if they’re giving her a hard time

for Mrs. Chadwick to eat when she wakes

Gwendolyn and placed her on the

up the next morning ravenous,

refreshed but noticed something unusual. A warm body was next to hers. She slowly turned her

Howard shifted his arm.

her eyes, pretending to

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

couldn’t pretend anymore and opened her eyes

“Do you

you sleep?” He lounged by