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.

other side of the room, Valor nudged Howard with his elbow and whispered, “Do you think her

glanced at him

himself, said,

you asked me to. I’m pretty awesome, right?” Dark circles shadowed his eyes

quite the talk around the social circles, splashing money around

Howard responded noncommittally.

Howard again, “How about your fertility issues?

patience, his focus on

miserable Bainbridge must be feeling right

for days, but his idle chatter could be

gaze darkened at the mere mention

deserves to suffer” said Howard

right? After what happened to Gwendolyn, there’s no way you’d let it go.” Despite his impulsiveness, Valor

smile that sent shivers

a man with schemes up his

set down the needle and turned to

“Right away!”

scurried like a helpful lackey, presenting a glass

wise sage.”