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

glanced at

himself, said, “Of course they

recognition, “I’ve been working my tail off, day and night. I’ve done everything you asked me

talk around the social circles, splashing money around and

Howard responded noncommittally.

again, “How about your fertility

without patience, his

be feeling right now. It’s got to

talk for days, but his idle chatter could

darkened at the

deserves to suffer” said

you must be planning something big, right? After what happened to Gwendolyn, there’s no way you’d let it go.” Despite his impulsiveness, Valor was sharp when it

that sent

man with

down the needle and turned to

“Right away!”

helpful lackey, presenting a glass of water with a bow,

wise sage.”