And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 260

Gwendolyn took a deep breath, rubbing her throbbing head. Sleep was an impossible dream then.

She got out of bed and went downstairs to find Marina already up and about and that two strangers in overalls were in the living room.

“Mrs. Chadwick, good moming” Marina said.

“Who are these guys?” Gwendolyn asked, eyeing the two men with confusion.

Marina was just as perplexed, “Mr. Chadwick sent them to check the smart home system, but normally, we only have a big inspection at the end of the year.”

“Okay.” Gwendolyn didn’t think much of it, her mind preoccupied with troubles anu ner stomach without appetite. Marina insisted Gwendolyn eat something, pushing a plate of crispy bacon and sandwiches to her. Unable to refuse, Gwendolyn took the sandwiches and hailed a cab.

Inside the taxi, her mind was heavy as she scrolled through her social media feed, only to stop at the icon of a white swan

Selina posted. No matter when or where you’ll find your way back to me]

The post had a picture of a hospital room and a tall man with a stem profile. His features were sharp and commanding.

It looked so familiar. Those same features had been lost in a sea of desire just the night before.

Gwendolyn pursed her lips and texted Jeannie, asking if she’d seen Selina’s post.

“No.” Jeannie replied.

Gwendolyn realized the post was visible only to her.

She reassured Jeannie that Selina was fine. After all, how bad could things be if she could post on social media with words dripping with sweetness and boastfulness?

As Gwendolyn entered the hospital, Sandra came to her and complained, “I was on duty last night. Room 2122, Selina’s room, was busy with visitors. I even saw your husband.” Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Yeah.”

“Listen to my advice. Grip tight on your man. Use every cunning trick you know. If you were even a tenth as crafty as Selina, Howard would be wrapped around your finger.” Sandra spoke with frustration, “I checked with the doctor. Her wrist wound is superficial it won’t

even scar

It just looked scary

“You should head home and get

d get some rest. You look like a panda with those dark circles,” Gwendolyn said, mustering a smile and urging her friend to leave.

“Okay. Don’t overthink it. Mr. Chadwick seems a decent man. I doubt there’s any rekindling of old flames.

After a bit more nagging. Sandra left.

Gwendolyn put on her white coat and started her early rounds. As Claude’s attending physician in room 2121, she inevitably passed by room 2122

of the insid

The door was ajar, revealing a sliver of the inside.

Selina’s frail voice could be heard from within

“Howie, I want some fruit”

Gwendolyn saw Howard still in the room through the moving shadows, and her heart inexplicably ached.

“Howle, feed me, please ”

Selina pleaded, her cheeks a delicate flush, nothing like someone who had tried to end it all

Gwendolyn’s breath caught at her words.

A hand tapped her shoulder as she was about to push the door open. Startled, she turned to see Jameson.

Jameson motioned her to follow.

Gwendolyn was rarely alone with Jameson, and their interactions were usually formal and respectful. Since Jameson had something to say, she had no choice but to follow.

Jameson pushed open the hospital’s emergency door, stepping into the stairwell.

Only then did he speak