And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Once the toast of the city, now the ladies who once fawned over him gave him a wide berth, afraid to even whisper his name.

Rumor had it that the accident had robbed him of more than his consciousness.

What a pity it was!

Desperate times called for desperate measures, and the younger branch of the Chadwick. family found themselves clinging to the marriage for luck.

Gwendolyn’s vision was obscured by a veil as Marina, a Chadwick family servant, guided her into the mansion. The weight of the traditional headdress bore down on her, nearly bending her

neck.

She was ushered into a spacious bedroom and seated at the edge of the bed..

With a length of ribbon, Marina bound Gwendolyn’s right hand, wrapping it meticulously before securing the other end to the left hand of the man on the bed.

“You mustn’t untie it. That’s the rule,” Marina warned. “If you mess this up, the consequences

are on you.”

nodded slightly, feeling the stiffness

to endure tonight with Mr. Howard. Call me

Gwendolyn alone in the eerie silence of the room, accompanied

kit, drawing a small comfort from the faint aroma

had her kit,

and sore, she instinctively reached up to massage her

her hand.

sudden tug on the ribbon sent beads from her headdress

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Chapter 2

sending the wedding

her lips accidentally brushing against Howard’s

casting shadows across his face. His handsomeness was almost ethereal, marred only by the scarlet imprint her lips had left on his cheek.

In her haste, her hair became entangled with the buttons of his pajamas, creating a knot

as her scalp burned and her eyes

squirmed, the tighter the knot became.

lips brushed his again and again in

were to witness this scene, they’d think she was brazen, not even sparing