Chapter 296
How could she have known that her hubby had been carrying on an affair for more than two decades?
“Hold me tight, Derrick, she whispered.
In the hospital’s private room
A man of noble demeanor and cool temperament was methodically peeling an apple with a fruit knife. After peeling, he carefully cut the apple into slices and discarded the come into the trash can.
“Here, Grandma, have some fnst.”
Howard handed the white porcelain plate to Nicolette, then picked up a fork for her.
Nicolette was visibly nervous, “Thank you.”
She was a country girl, and the Chadwick family was like royalty compared to her family. She never imagined that a day would come when Mr. Bainbridge would be serving her apples.
“Gwendolyn’s at work, quite busy today. She might not have time to look after you, but please, let me know if you need anything.” Howard said politely.
He looked every inch the anstocrat.
Nicolette shook her head, “You must be busy too. I can take care of myself. The doctor said it’s just a minor injury, and I should be able to go home in a couple of days.”
The young couple seemed to have a good relationship.
But why had Gwendolyn’s private photos been sent to the countryside? Who took them? Could they end up elsewhere?
If Howard found out, would the couple divorce?
Men had their pride, and it was tough to swallow such things, especially in high society where appearances matter.
Nicolette was troubled and scared.
‘Tm not busy today,” Howard stated calmly.
He could always make up the work over the weekend.
“If you have time, Grandma, tell me about Gwendolyn’s childhood. Was she always so prim and proper? She’s so beautiful, did any boys bully her?”
Howard was curious about her past.
Nicolette’s attention was diverted as she reminisced about Gwendolyn’s younger days.
“Gwen used to follow Enoch and learn about medicine. During vacations, she’d accompany him to the mountains to identify herbs. The village boys were quite mischievous, always teasing her because she was cute.”
Gwendolyn didn’t seem like she belonged to the countryside, pure and smart as she was.
“Then one day, a relative’s child came to stay at Enoch’s house. Gwendolyn didn’t like him at first, but that changed one winter when she was twelve. She went up the mountain to gather herbs, and a terrible snowstorm hit”
The snowflakes caused panic among the villagers, and then an avalanche followed.
“That boy searched the mountains for three or four hours before he found Gwendolyn and carried her back. She was sick for a while after that, and that’s when they grew close.”
Childhood sweethearts?
Howard’s eyes flickered. “Was it a boy or a gid?”
“A boy, Gwendolyn’s best playmate, Nicolette said with a hint of regret, “One day he just vanished. Enoch said he died in an accident. Gwendolyn cried her heart out when she came back.”
Dead?
Howard asked, “Was his name Merry?”
Nicolette nodded eagerly. “Yes, that was his name. I heard his parents were gone too, poor child.”
Howard’s gaze deepened, and it was indeed a sad tale.
Yet Gwendolyn still remembered him, and he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy.
Nicolette shared many more amusing tales of Gwendolyn’s childhood until she yawned from exhaustion.
“Get some rest. Til have someone bring dinner to your room,” he said.
Chapter 296.
After Instructing the caregiver of Nicolette’s needs. Howard left the room.
At six in the evening, Gwendolyn finally escaped from the circle of chief doctors.
She had spent the day shadowed by the hospital’s senior physicians, hoping she could use acupuncture to help treat chronic conditions and bring more hope to their patients.
She removed her mask and changed out of her white cont.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Howard standing at the office door. His handsome face was backlit as if filtered, stoic, and
striking
