And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 31

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!”

“If Mr. Howard was up for the task, you’d be talking about grandkids come morning!

every word drifted into Howard’s ears, her

a deep breath and clenched his fists, a faint

of that moment was a madness he had never experienced before,

truly the effect of the medication or

a fuzz. To her dismay, she

“Mrs. Chadwick?

Have something to eat.” Marina brought

soup. “Warm your stomach,

the bowl and ate slowly, while Marina watched with an

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Chapter 31

last night?” Gwendolyn asked, her memory of the evening’s events patchy at best. She recalled calling Howard, but after that, nothing,

back!” Marina chirped, unable to

cheeks. “And where

the next room, taking a medicinal

I’ll go check

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