And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 233

The silvery moonlight hung like a delicate hook in the sky.

In the master bedroom of the cozy suburban cottage, Gwendolyn was seeing off Roselind and Jeannie. With a medical kit in hand, she was ready to change Howard’s bandages.

As she pushed open the door, she saw the tall, commanding figure of Howard on the phone, his voice stern and his expression icy.

He wrapped up the conversation briskly and turned to her.

“Mr. Chadwick, I’m here to change your dressing,” Gwendolyn said, placing the kit on the side table and pulling out antiseptic wipes.

“Gwendolyn, there’s new information on Jack’s case. The police found out who’s backing him,” Howard informed her after ending the phone call.

“What? Backing him up?” Gwendolyn looked at him in surprise.

She had assumed that Jack was driven by greed, recalling how he’d initially threatened to strip her and take photos for blackmail.

She hadn’t expected a mastermind behind the scenes.

“Who is it?” Gwendolyn’s mind raced through possible suspects, even considering Ryan and Selina. But she instinctively felt that such high–profile individuals wouldn’t stoop to such vulgar tactics.

“The Walker family’s only daughter, Candy.”

The unfamiliar name took Gwendolyn aback.

Howard continued, “I’ve kept the details of Jack’s case under wraps. The public only knows that Candy was involved in an accident while being summoned for questioning. The Walkers have applied for bail.”

This was to protect Gwendolyn’s reputation, to shield her from the rumor mill that could cause secondary harm to a victim.

“Thank you, Mr. Chadwick,” Gwendolyn said softly.

discuss a private settlement. If you’re not into it, we can keep Candy Walker

asking, “She’ll only be

invade your privacy. As for what she planned to do with the photos, that’s all speculative, mostly Jack’s intent. After some

tough pill for the Walker family to

deep breath, Gwendolyn replied, “I understand.”

the bandages from Howard’s arm, wincing at the

from the alcohol,” she warned, her voice

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teased, “The doctor said fil have a scar, and consider it a battle wound for you. You’ll have to be extra

Gwendolyn nodded obediently

to foot? Then you’ll let me

handle you, Gwendolyn

huh? No wonder you are so

“Stop teasing”

and her hands pressed a little harder than

alcohol hit the wound, his stoic facade crumpling, “Just yesterday, you were all lovey

flushed, “Not at all,”

lively and vibrant,

promises still count? He

still early. How about we watch a movie in the

yet? Gwendolyn’s neck reddened, and she swiftly exited the room in a fluster. Howard’s lips curled into a

was just an innocent movie viewing, after

with a quiet serenity that was soon shattered by the sounds

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