And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 22

Howard had never imagined that a moment of impulse could become a beacon of light in her life. Seduced into a daze, he reached out and ran his fingers through her soft hair.

Like a jolt of electricity, they both froze, the silence thick with unspoken desire.

“Mr. Chadwick, are you the one who sponsored me?”

Gwendolyn was about to speak when a knock interrupted her in succession.

“Mr. Howard, the Peterson family is here,” called Marina from outside.

“Understood.”

He acknowledged with a quick response, and Gwendolyn hastily straightened his shirt. “Let me wheel you down.”

Her hand, pale as a freshly cut leek, rested on the wheelchair. A long–lost flutter stirred in Howard’s heart, which he forcibly suppressed, cursing Nathan for his foolish words.

In the living room.

Alberta glanced around, relieved not to see Roselind.

cleverly catching onto her thoughts. Whenever the two ladies met, it

“Mom, you’re as strong as an ox, afraid of

playfully slapped his back.

that hurts!” complained Valor.

and Howard entered the living room, they found Valor playing

lightly, and they turned

red

thought of what could have happened is unbearable. We’ve come specifically to express our gratitude.” Alberta handed over a check

quickly waved it off. “It was nothing anyone

if Gwendolyn just nodded.

knew the Peterson family’s way. They loved to throw money around. He took

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is worth a fortune. $500,000 is nothing.”

Howard was finished. Valor felt a pang of sympathy, thinking they shared

with that look?”

cautiously, “Howard, are you really… unable to perform? That would be quite unfair to Gwendolyn, leaving her in a lonesome marriage. But with her medical skills,