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

an hour passed, and she hadn’t woken

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

“Yes.”

must be beaten.”

said sympathetically, “Why even bother with an internship?”

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

not if Enoch would just acknowledge her as

apprentice.

to

make some inquiries at Bayridge Hospital tomorrow? See

just leave the food here for Mrs. Chadwick to eat

left, he gently lifted Gwendolyn and placed

next morning ravenous, her stomach

body was next to hers. She slowly turned her head

shifted

her eyes, pretending

be late for work,” said Howard, his

opened her eyes calmly, “Good morning,

“Do you

you sleep?” He lounged by the bed, his