And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 151

In Bayridge Hospital’s inpatient ward, the room was filled with the sterile scent of antiseptics and a tense silence.

Gwendolyn sat obediently on the hospital bed, her eyes brimming with tears as she gazed at the elderly man before her

“Mr. White,” she choked out.

“There, there, my dear It’s been tough, hasn’t it?” Enoch let out a weary sigh. “I had my reasons for keeping my identity from you

Circumstances had forced his hand. If it were up to Enoch, he’d have stayed off the radar, away from certain prying eyes.

“I don’t blame you. It’s just a lot to take in Gwendolyn murmured, feeling as if she’d been hit by a bolt from the blue.

Hearing this, Enoch managed a gentle smile and said, “Give me your hand, let me see.”

Gwendolyn obediently extended her bandaged hands.

Enoch carefully unwound the bandages, revealing her fingers, raw and crusted with blood. Her fingers were still swollen from surgery, like plump little sausages, a frightening sight.

Concentrated, Enoch took a fine needle and expertly inserted it into specific points along her hand.

with his elbow and whispered, “Do you think her

at him coldly.

himself, said, “Of course they

sought recognition, “I’ve been working my tail off, day and night. I’ve done everything you asked me to. I’m pretty awesome, right?” Dark circles shadowed his eyes from sleepless

social circles, splashing money around and charming the

responded noncommittally.

about your fertility issues? Any improvement?”

his focus on

be feeling right now. It’s got to be like ants crawling in

but his idle chatter

darkened at the

deserves to suffer” said Howard icily.

what happened to Gwendolyn, there’s

chilling smile that

cross Howard, a man with schemes

the needle and turned to Valor, “Pour me some water.”

“Right away!”

a glass

wise sage.”