And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 127

Howard handed the smartphone to her with a casual flick of his wrist and said, “See it.”

Gwendolyn tapped the screen awake, navigated to the settings, and found the emergency contacts list. It was blank.

Her fingers caressed the edge of the phone as she mustered the courage to look up at him and ask, “Mr. Chadwick, could I be your emergency contact?”

Howard set aside the tablet he’d been reading from, took the phone, and punched in her number without a second thought.

A smile crept onto Gwendolyn, unbidden.

“Happy now?” He raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smirk playing around the corners of his eyes.

She nodded, eyes lingering on him..

“I’ve got a lot on my plate these days. Cliff will drive you home from work. Someone with your skills shouldn’t have to grind through the ranks at the hospital,” he said, as though he thought the place beneath her.

The hospital was a jungle. With her gentle nature, she was bound to get the short end of the stick.

Warmth flooded Gwendolyn, touched by his concern.

“Mr. Chadwick, I’m working toward my medical license. Just one more year of residency and I’ll have it. Dr. Yates supervises my consultations, which wouldn’t break any rules.”

on her

her with a deep

of that licensing would matter. The apprenticeship route was still recognized, and she’d

was ready to fly solo,

veered in the opposite direction of her expectations.

signs slid past the window, she asked, “Mr. Chadwick, where

see if it’s anything like those TV dramas you love,” he

surprise that he remembered her

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in her simple jeans and blouse, she felt out of place. She wondered if she would embarrass him. But her worries evaporated when they

quiet, save for a few select waiters. The dim, romantic. lighting and opulent decor set the scene. Through the expansive glass walls,

offering a

adorned with exquisite floral arrangements with the stuff of fairy tales.

the legendary candlelit dinner, complete with

screen?” Howard’s voice was soft, his presence

even in his

nodded, “It

from the dramas paled in comparison to the

with a silent grace, poured the wine, and retreated.

Chadwick, is tonight a special occasion?” asked