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.

resides here,” Marina offered, cleverly catching onto her thoughts. Whenever

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

wretch! What are you on about!” Alberta, fuming, playfully slapped his back. She was plump and well–rounded!

hurts!” complained Valor.

room,

lightly, and they

red at the sight of Gwendolyn, stumbling over his words.

is unbearable. We’ve come specifically to express our gratitude.” Alberta handed over a

quickly waved it off. “It was nothing anyone

as though if Gwendolyn just nodded. Alberta would be ready to increase it to $5 million on the

Peterson family’s way. They loved to throw money around. He took the check and placed it in

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you should accept it. Mr. Peterson’s life is worth a fortune. $500,000 is nothing.” Howard was cool, his gaze dark and commanding.

were rife that Howard was finished. Valor felt a pang of sympathy, thinking they

with that look?”

you really… unable to perform? That would be quite unfair to Gwendolyn, leaving her in a lonesome marriage. But