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.”

slightly, feeling the

Marina added, “You’ll have to endure tonight with Mr. Howard.

the room, accompanied only by the incessant beeping

her medical kit, drawing a small comfort from the faint aroma of

long as she had her kit, her

instinctively reached up to massage her neck, forgetting the ribbon

her hand.

beads from her headdress clinking

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Chapter 2

bed, sending the wedding

body, her

features were pale and still, his eyes closed, his long lashes casting shadows across his face. His handsomeness was almost

away the lipstick mark on his face. In her haste, her hair became entangled with the buttons of his pajamas, creating a knot she couldn’t untie.

as her scalp burned

more she squirmed, the tighter the

brushed his again and again in her efforts to

member of the Chadwick family were to witness this scene, they’d think she was brazen, not even sparing a man in a vegetative