And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 254

in mariage, there’s no need for formalities.” He extended his hand to take bers, and Gwendolyn úrnailed greatly, slipping her arm through his

Together, they entered the grand auction hall, bustling with a well dressed crowd.

“Gwendolyn Roselind, arm in arm with Jameson Chadwick, called out, waving. “Over here, dear”

Gwendolyn greeted them with reserved warmth.

Roselind appraised her outfit with a nod of approval “A young lady should always dress to the nines, although your jewelry could use a bit more dazzle. I’ll select something more eye catching for you later”

“Thanks, Mom” Gwendolyn accepted her mother’s kindness without protest.

“Mom always spoils you rotten, Gwendolyn. What about me? I’m your daughter too, Jeannie pouted playfully.

“You’re such a drama queen, Roselind quipped, tapping Jeannie’s nose, but her smile faded as she caught sight of a family just entering the hall.

Jeannie followed her gaze and muttered, “Talk about a mood killer”

“Hi, everyone Fancy seeing you here,” Selina said, gracing the room in her white, embroidered gown, the ruffled bust exuding elegance.

a polite cheer, “Roselind, you look more beautiful every time I see you.”

and Derrick said as they approached, exchanging forced pleasantries.

Roselind and Magnolia as confidants. But a car accident had

behind us. You’re a mother too, and surely you can understand my feelings.”

a hint of sarcasm, “Pain is only real when

soften the atmosphere, “Roselind, Howard and I grew up together, and our families have always been close. I mean, I always regard Howard as my brother, Can’t

scoffed, walking up to Selina with Gwendolyn in tow, “Selina, everyone says you’re mature and generous. If you call Howard ‘brother, why not greet your sister–in–law Gwendolyn

was at a loss for words. How could she

the front of

“Mom, Howard still can’t forgive me. What should I do? What’s even the point

Whatever you want, your father and I will make sure you

in a pool

glance with Derick, he assured. “Don’t worry, Howard

the auction

and the younger

of

bore no trace of her rustic roots, and