And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 262

“Gwendolyn, you… your words cut deep!”

“Selina, if the Lopez family still wants my help to treat Claude, I’d advise you not to tick me off, Gwendolyn said, her eyes icy with threat. Sensing leverage, Selina smirked. “You’re a doctor. Saving lives is your duty! If you refuse, you might as well drown in public disdain.” Gwendolyn stepped closer, radiating a chilling solemnity.

A fiery imitation surged within her.

“Just because of the high moral standards of my profession, I’m supposed to be exploited repeatedly by you, huh? How could someone Immoral and shameless like you attract his attention?”

Gwendolyn’s voice rang clear. “I used to think you were graceful and noble, bi Selina was left speechless, huffing with frustration.

Gwendolyn gave her a cold glance before entering Claude’s hospital room.

to think you’re a Hamilton, truly a disappointment.”

She calmed her emotions, hearing the sounds of commotion from the next room, and a slight smirk tugged at her lips. She laid out her tray of needles and began to administer the acupuncture treatment to Claude calmly.

As the needles sank in, the muscle in Claude’s leg twitched visibly.

I

time noticing the

of consciousness. Gwendolyn pressed the call button for a nurse to

hour later, the neurology experts arrived and, upon examination, confirmed Claude was conscious.

love to be involved in the following treatment. It could

brain was a wondrous thing, a frontier yet to

just

answered, “You’re welcome to

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a Rolls–Royce pulled up to the modest Chadwick villa, the dark circles under Howard’s eyes evident. Two buttons of his white shirt were undone, and he carried the faint scent of

exited the car expressionless and entered the

laptop and

Manna was s engrossed in a TV drama but quickly stood up upon hearing

at a function tonight. Could you get some

Why the

from Quentin, and got

clock on the wall, the hour hand on