And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 279

Derrick was the epitome of composure as he guided his wife out of the hospital room, his arm securely around her shoulders

“Dr. Quigley, I must apologize for my wife’s behavior yesterday. We hope you won’t make any hasty decisions about resigning. Derrick said with a vencer of sincerity

“It was a heat–of–the moment thing, I’m sorry” Magnolia, ever the deling mother, had the sense to recognize the weight of her actions. She might not be fond of Gwendolyn, but she knew better than to push her too for

For now, their focus was to convince her to persist in treating Claude.

If they really needed to push for her to divorce Howard, they had other means. If necessary, the Hamiltons were prepared to go all in for their daughter’s happiness.

Gwendolyn faced them firmly, 1 will resign. It’s not out of spite or impulse.”

“What will it take for you not to resign? Magnolia asked desperately

“Mrs. Hamilton, you told me to go back to where I belong yesterday, and today you’re begging me not to resign. Is this how you wealthy folks flip–flop?” Gwendolyn retorted.

“I take back what I said yesterday and I apologize.” Magnolia was filled with regret, wishing she had been more strategic rather than confrontational with Gwendolyn

Gwendolyn stared back calmly, “Can one undo having eaten dinner from last night?”

any longer. “What do you want,

resign, Gwendolyn

realizing sooner how

he was quite pleased with Gwendolyn’s

to resign and was secretly grateful for Magnolia’s blunder

he makes a

long as he’s in the hospital, he

more research internationally on comatose patients now. Whoever decided to have him recover at home made a very unwise choice.

the resources of a large hospital

ago, Silas Green couldn’t cure him–maybe it was the limitations of

Western medicine should complement each other, not compete.

skills were not infallible, and she was grateful for the support of the

narrowed at her words.

responsibilities during the one–month notice period. After

was kind, but she had her edges.

Derrick’s embrace, “Did we make a mistake? if

It was my idea at the