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.

moved back and no longer resides here,” Marina offered, cleverly catching onto her thoughts. Whenever the two ladies met, it was like

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

playfully slapped his

that hurts!”

Howard entered the living room, they found Valor playing up his pain.

they

while Valor’s cheeks turned red at the sight of Gwendolyn, stumbling

my son. The thought of what could have happened is unbearable. We’ve come specifically to express our

it off. “It was nothing

if Gwendolyn just nodded. Alberta would

money around.

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accept it. Mr. Peterson’s life is worth a

rife that Howard was finished. Valor felt a pang of sympathy, thinking they shared the same plight.

with that look?” Howard

unable to perform? That would be quite unfair to Gwendolyn, leaving her in a lonesome marriage. But with her medical skills, she