And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 29

“How could I ever let you go! Stop playing the saint, I know you’re a whore,” Scott snarled, trying to drag Gwendolyn towards the lounge next door.

“Get off me!”

Gwendolyn felt feverish and uncomfortable. Her fingers slipped into her cuff and pulled out a silver hairpin, jabbing it fiercely.

“Argh!” Scott howled in pain.

She leaned against the wall, clutching the pin, feeling weak all over.

“So, you want to play hard to get? Well, I’m not taking no for an answer!” Scott barked, his face flushed with anger and embarrassment.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than he was sent flying with a well–placed kick.

“You bastard!” Nathan taunted as he gave Scott a couple more kicks for good measure. “Scumbag!”

“You’ll pay for this, man!” Scott whimpered as he scampered away, nursing his bruised ego more than his injuries.

“In a society ruled by law, I’m just doing my civic duty!”

Meanwhile, Howard stooped to scoop Gwendolyn up in his arms. His upper body strength was evident beneath his thin shirt, the contours of muscle perfectly outlined as he lifted her onto his lap.

a mix of fear and relief,

“Let’s go home.”

to his driver, who began pushing his wheelchair

the venue.

onlookers from the private room emerged just in time to see Nathan striding away and Scott nursing a

was that guy?

weren’t even designer. I don’t know where Gwendolyn

suggested

uncle with this minor incident!” But his

the grand

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noticed Howard and Gwendolyn huddled together in the backseat. Raising an eyebrow, he reported, “Got the scoop. That

Howard murmured, puzzled at how she’d

drinking a kind of spirit, which tastes light like lemonade. Easy for a sheltered girl like her to be caught off guard,” Nathan explained. The alcohol content in those drinks was deceptive. Even seasoned drinkers could be

someone knew Gwendolyn’s weaknesses all too well.

and murmured, “You’re

throat was on fire, her cheeks burning, her whole

but she clung to