And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 31

“Marina,” Howard sighed in exasperation, “It’s not what you think. Could you help her up, please?”

“Sure.”

Marina set aside the hangover cure and busied herself tidying up while sneakily snapping photos with her phone..

She hoisted Gwendolyn onto the sprawling king–sized bed and ensured Howard was comfortably seated in his wheelchair before saying, “Mrs. Chadwick is out cold. Do we still need the hair of the dog?”

Her eyes were like those of a hawk, missing not a single detail. She had to get the scoop to report back to the lady of the house.

“Just leave it on the nightstand.”

“Will do. Mrs. Chadwick can crash here tonight, so you can accompany each other.”

“Okay.” He wasn’t planning on spending the night there anyway.

With Howard’s blessing, Marina left the room, giddy as a schoolgirl, forgetting to even close the door behind her.

Once outside, she wasted no time dialing up Roselind. “Madam! They kissed and it was so intense her lips were all swollen!”

Howard. I never would’ve guessed she had it in her, looking all prim and proper usually!” Marina was a mix of shock and excitement. “If Mr. Howard was up for the task, you’d be talking about

Howard’s

breath and clenched his fists, a faint flush creeping

madness he had never experienced before,

effect of the medication

noon, her mind a fuzz. To her dismay, she was in Howard’s bed, and her

“Mrs. Chadwick?

to eat.” Marina brought over

soup. “Warm your stomach, and

you, Marina.” Gwendolyn took the bowl and ate slowly, while Marina watched with an enigmatic smile.

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night?” Gwendolyn asked, her memory of the evening’s events patchy at best. She recalled

Howard carried you back!” Marina chirped,

her cheeks. “And where

in the next room, taking a medicinal

go check on