And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 66

But now, it was Gemma who had rejected the offer.

Gemma vented, “Dr. Yates, maybe it’s time you find a different intern. She’s inflexible.” She thought she was. some high and mighty lady, what was the big deal about cutting in line?

“What’s her problem?” Aiken inquired.

“I had plans this afternoon and asked her to let me in early. She completely ignored me.” Gemma was fuming at the thought of Gwendolyn, who seemed to thwart her at every turn.

“She’s new and doesn’t know any better.”

Aiken spoke nonchalantly as he scribbled a prescription and handed it over to Gemma, “Here’s your script, go to the pharmacy to get your meds. Take them for a while and then come back for a follow– up.”

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Aiken turned to Gwendolyn and said, “Don’t mind her, and the hospital’s always got a few unreasonable patients. She thinks her money entitles her to special treatment.”

Gwendolyn replied, “I’m not bothered by it.”

Aiken nodded, “Don’t let her jump the queue next time either.”

“I won’t.” Replying, Gwendolyn took a deep breath. Having such a mother was disheartening.

“By the way, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you. Do you know the famous doctor Enoch White?” Aiken had been harboring this suspicion for a while now. Gwendolyn’s techniques in medicine

were strikingly similar to Enoch’s.

“How would I know someone that important?” Gwendolyn chuckled.

“Guess I was mistaken,” said Aiken. He had thought she might be connected to Enoch. He waved his hand dismissively, “Your shift’s over, head on home.”

“Okay.”

She’s been staying in the same room as Howard lately, acting as his caregiver. Their marriage was public knowledge, so nobody batted an eye.

When Gwendolyn returned to the room, Howard was on the phone, talking business.

She tiptoed in, overhearing him say, “15% is too low, make it 25%. I can switch companies anytime.” He was firm and indifferent.

The other party eventually agreed.

“Wire the rebate to my account.” Howard hung up the phone and looked at her, “Off work?”

“Yeah. What rebate?”

“It’s from an insurance policy. All policies come with rebates as incentives, a kickback for the salesperson to stay competitive.”

His policy was a hefty annual payment, and the rebate was substantial.

Gwendolyn did not pry further, only smiling with pursed lips.

“What’s so funny?”

“It’s just amusing that someone like you would care about rebates.”

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I’m not one to throw away money unnecessarily,” Howard sald with a hint of resignation, “What gave you the impression I was some big spender?”

“On TV shows, the wealthy families are always portrayed that way, carelessly throwing around millions, leaving huge tips for waiters at fancy dinners.” Gwendolyn’s eyes curved with her smile.

Howard was nothing like the tycoons she knew of, perhaps that was the mark of a true blue–blooded gentleman.

“Next time I’ll take you to a fine dining restaurant to experience it.”

As he said this, Howard slid an insurance contract across to her, “Sign here.”

It was a whole life insurance policy, securing a worry–free life. She was the named beneficiary.

“This is…” She looked at him, taken aback.

“It’s an employee benefit, Marina and Cliff have it too. The premiums are paid upfront, and not signing is just a waste.”

Howard’s expression was indifferent, yet his tone left no room for refusal.

Gwendolyn felt a bittersweet surge, followed by a wave of warmth. She eventually picked up the pen and signed her name.

Being his employee sure had its perks.

But what would it be like to be his real wife?

Howard watched her and said, “I’ve arranged for you to have a couple of days off. Come with me to a place.” “Mr. Chadwick, is there no longer a need for you to play sick at the hospital?”

“The fish has taken the bait. No need to pretend anymore.”