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.

save him.

as

closely behind, and once out of earshot, she

asked in a hushed tone. “Did you use that ‘material I gave you

you said. Sandra’s face twinkled with mischief, “Killed in action, huh?

it. We haven’t

impotent? What a shame, Sandra

right moment,

herself, friends always had each other’s

I’d be heartbroken if you refused. It’s just a dress,

“Fine,” Gwendolyn conceded.

a dress,

ten o’clock that night, Howard returned to his cozy villa after a long day at work. Marina had prepared a late–night snack for him, “Mr. Thomas sent over a local express package and insisted that you open it personally.

“And there’s more..

personal items have been moved to your room. Spouses shouldn’t be sleeping apart.” It

lightning speed, Marina transferred all of Gwendolyn’s clothes and personal

in Howard’s eyes, “Okay.”