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.”

yearned to stand on her

regarded her with a deep look.

would matter. The apprenticeship route was still recognized, and she’d been by Enoch’s side since she could walk. She was

she was ready to fly solo,

opposite direction of

she asked, “Mr. Chadwick, where are

diving into high society tonight to see if it’s anything like those

that he remembered her offhand

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out of place. She wondered if she would embarrass him. But her

set the scene. Through the expansive glass walls, Bayridge City’s glittering nightscape

hour, offering a 360–degree view of Bayridge City’s

table was set. Candlelight flickered. The table was adorned with exquisite floral arrangements with the stuff of fairy tales.

whispers and movies. There was the legendary candlelit dinner, complete with a violin

it match what you’ve seen on screen?” Howard’s voice

in his wheelchair.

nodded, “It

scenes from the dramas paled in comparison to the reality of tonight.

meal with a silent grace, poured the wine,

Chadwick, is tonight a