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

the subtle movements. Was that

consciousness. Gwendolyn pressed the call button for a nurse to summon a neurologist to confirm

and, upon

love to be involved in the following treatment. It

a frontier yet to be fully conquered by medicine.

comas just suddenly woke up.

welcome

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night, 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,

car expressionless and entered the villa

laptop and

engrossed in a TV drama but quickly stood up upon hearing them

a lot at a function

the

took the coat from Quentin, and got Howard a glass

a sip and glanced at the clock on