And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 119

On the other side of town, Gwendolyn peeled off her scrubs and headed straight to Aiken’s office after a long shift at the hospital.

“Dr. Yates?” She knocked lightly on the door before stepping inside.

“Gwendolyn, take a seat,” Aiken, ever the stern figure, beckoned with a rare patience in his voice. “I’ve heard about the incident in Obstetrics. Your skills have been underestimated in the past.”

“It was just basic diagnostics,” Gwendolyn replied, her modesty intact.

“It’s composure under pressure that sets a doctor apart, and you have it. You’re remarkably calm,” Aiken commended her. “Gwendolyn, I want you to get hands–on as soon as possible.”

There was a moment of hesitation before she admitted, “But I haven’t earned my medical license yet.”

“As long as you’re supervised by a licensed physician, it’s all above board. I’ll be here to watch over you,” Aiken reassured her, eager to see her gain more experience and stand on

her own.

“Thank you so much!”

Gwendolyn knew he was grooming her for bigger things.

“It’s the least I can do. We need more competent doctors like you around here. Now, get

back to work.”

left the office with a spring in her step,

entrance, one she had hoped to avoid. She turned to leave through the

of cool indifference as she

boxes, her voice soft and fragile. “I went to the Chadwick family to find you, but Marina

do you

as she offered a box to Gwendolyn. “I heard,

sweetness in her voice almost made Gwendolyn question her

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her as

love apples,” Gwendolyn corrected her firmly “We ate them because they wes

a shade paler as she stammered, “… I know I made mistakes. It up

me back from the countryside, you said the same tung Butt out you just wanted me to take Vivien’s place at the altar Gwendolyn’s wore was a but her words carried

CEO Sus Corp. You should count yourself lucky. It was all a mix–up that led to

man.”

you take this good fortune for yourself?” Gwendolyn was icy as shoc

devoid of warmth. “Do I need to remind you what

“Gwen…”

them flock to