And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 242

“Tve only got a ten percent chance of making this work” Gwendolyn continued, “Are you willing to take the risk with my treatment plan?”

Her words hit them like a bolt from the blue, leaving their ears ringing.

“What? Ten percent?” Eve, tears streaming down her face, clutched her heart in disbelief, “Even if it was a tenth of a percent or one in ten million, Id take those odds.”

“Honey, did you hear that?” Magnolia was beside herself.

Derrick nodded, dazed, but a nagging suspicion told him that Gwendolyn might be selling false hope.

“Let’s do it. Go with your plan,” Carlisle gritted his teeth, his stoic eyes betraying a hint of moisture

Gwendolyn spoke calmly. “I have two conditions. First, the hospital room must be kept quiet, with only one person staying overnight. Second, you’ll need to sign a waiver.”

She had learned from experience to cover her own back.

Sandra handed over the waiver with a sympathetic smile, and Carlisle didn’t hesitate to sign his name.

my care, I use everything I’ve learned to save him. If there’s nothing else,

was cool as she

and once out of earshot, she

sidled up to Gwendolyn and asked in a hushed tone. “Did you use that

Sandra’s face twinkled

“Stop it. We haven’t

yet? Is he impotent? What a shame, Sandra teased

been the right moment, Gwendolyn tried to explain weakly.

friends always had each other’s

you refused. It’s just a dress, and I spent ages choosing it.” Sandra clutched

“Fine,” Gwendolyn conceded.

it was a dress, it

had prepared a late–night snack for him, “Mr. Thomas sent over a local express package

“And there’s more..

was enigmatic, “Mrs. Chadwick’s personal items have been moved to your room. Spouses shouldn’t be sleeping apart.” It was Marina’s suggestion, and Gwendolyn had shyly agreed.

all of Gwendolyn’s clothes and personal items

in Howard’s