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Chapter 179
Chapter 179
Howard’s voice was a hoarse whisper, “How can you help me?”
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Gwendolyn could feel his oppressive force as she gently pushed against his chest and said, “Please let go of me first.”
Howard’s grip on her slender waist was firm like a vise,
Terrified she would slip away.
“I let go, and then you’ll ran away.” Howard said flatly,
“No, I won’t!” Gwendolyn flushed with urgency. “I’m not that kind of person.”
“Gwendolyn, you know I’ve been drugged, and you know what I need.” His gaze was intense, his eyes filled with implications.
Pretending ignorance was nearly impossible for her.
“I know… I will help you. But please, release my hand first,” she managed to say,
Howard slowly loosened his hold, as if trusting her word.
Gwendolyn finally exhaled in relief, quickly turned away from the bed, and pulled out a medical kit tucked underneath.
“We’ll use these to flush out the toxins,” she said, holding up a syringe with a decisive air,
Howard closed his eyes, as if resigned, and murmured, “Alright.”
She helped him off with his jacket and began unbuttoning his shirt to find the right spots for the syringes.
Such aphrodisiacs could be countered by dispersing them.
“How do you feel now, Mr. Chadwick?” she asked.
Howard slowly opened his eyes, looking at her sideways. “If you didn’t have this medical know–how, how could you have saved me?”
His look was burning.
Gwendolyn nervously swallowed before replying, “I would have taken you to the hospital, I suppose.”
“Oh, to the hospital then,” Howard said, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly. “Quite embarrassing to go there for this sort of thing, isn’t it?”
“Hospitals protect patient confidentiality,” Gwendolyn explained weakly.
“But those who snoop around my life show no respect for privacy.” Howard was closing in.
Gwendolyn darted her gaze. away, falling upon the torn box on the bed. She recognized it, a box brought back from the countryside. She hadn’t expected Mr. Chadwick to still have it. What was he planning earlier?
With a dry mouth, Gwendolyn said, “None of what you’re saying is an issue. I have medical skills and I can administer the treatment.”
15:06
Howard, with his shirt open, watched her with an amused look.
It was impossible to pry a straightforward answer from her.
“Mr. Chadwick, if there’s nothing else, I should return to my room to rest,” she said, and then she hurried
away.
Howard’s gaze was deep as he watched her retreating figure.
That night.
The Sawyer family was in uproar.
Herman pointed a finger at Vivien, cursing furiously, “Have you no shame? What exactly happened tonight? Explain yourself!”
Herman had never been so embarrassed. How could he ever hold his head high in Bayridge City after this? One didn’t need a crystal ball to predict the gossip that would swirl around their family.
Gemma sat aside, face cold as she soothed that illegitimate child in her arms, her lips curled in mockery.
She relished seeing Vivien and Herman get their comeuppance. This was karma.
Vivien’s crying grew more intense as she stammered, “I bought that drug to slip it into Howard and Gwendolyn’s dish at the party. I wanted to trap Howard in a compromising situation in front of everyone and tarnish Gwendolyn’s reputation! But I never expected Conrad to find out. He must have used some trick to dose me instead,”