And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 214

Selina felt like every swipe of the glossy wedding photos was a stab to her heart.

Marina, the smart one, chuckled. “Mr. and Mrs. Chadwick have weathered storms together, and their bond is deeper than the average couple. Unlike someone who’s all about the fun times but vanishes the second things get rough.”

Eve knew who “someone referred to, but she played dumb.

*Selina,” Eve called, gesturing for her to come over, “go ahead and present the gifts”

Hauling many packages, Selina placed them on the living room coffee table, saying, “Gwendolyn, I’m so sorry about last night. It was my inistake for not understanding the situation, causing you to be misunderstood. That clumsy maid in to blame for us ending up in

the water.”

Glancing at the expensive gifts, Gwendolyn remembered Howard saying that there was no need to be too kind to them.

Gwendolyn replied with a detached tone. “Well, I forgive you”

Looking around, Selina commented, “Don’t you have a photo–shooting tour? I remember Howie orice saying he wanted to travel for the wedding shoot, but all I see are studio pictures.”

Marina’s smile was sarcastic as she said, “Ms. Hamilton, how could one travel with a disability? Mr. Chadwick has promised Mrs. Chadwick will eventually have whatever others have. You needn’t worry.”

a laugh almost escaping

welled up in Selina’s eyes as she said, “I’m sorry. More than anyone, I wish Howie was all well. He saved me first last night. You’re not upset with

her words, Marina scoffed dismissively.

he wanted to save me and accidentally saved the wrong person,

Why would Howard design to explain himself to a

gave Gwendolyn a covert thumbs–up, silently cheering her on for

to smooth

er, Eve for

of you

a

hate to burden you, but there’s something else I need

Gwendolyn urged her politely. “Marina, could you make

Mrs. Chadwick, Marina headed to

a smile. TII just pop to the restroom. You two have a good chat.” She then confidently walked toward

discomfort and let her go.

sofa with worry on her face. She grasped Gwendolyn’s wrist and said,

“Please, go on.”

spoke earnestly, “I need your help to treat my younger son. He was in a car accident over twenty years ago and has been in a comna. ever

said this, her eyes filled with