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.

the room, Valor nudged Howard with his elbow and whispered, “Do you

at

said, “Of

and night. I’ve done everything you asked me to. I’m pretty awesome, right?”

become quite the talk around the social circles, splashing money around and charming the

Howard responded noncommittally.

again, “How about your fertility

his focus on Gwendolyn.

miserable Bainbridge must be

his idle chatter

darkened at the mere mention of Bainbridge.

deserves to suffer”

what happened to Gwendolyn, there’s no way you’d let it

smile that sent shivers

cross Howard, a man with schemes up

set down the needle and turned to Valor,

“Right away!”

a glass of water with

wise sage.”