And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 44

He prodded her forehead with his finger, the gesture both teasing and affectionate. “Clear all the clutter. Remember, we’ve got a deal.”

Gwendolyn’s smile spread like warmth on a chilly day. “Yes, we have an agreement,” she echoed, deliberately pushing aside the memory of that night. If Mr. Chadwick could let it go, why should she fret?

The twinkle in Howard’s eyes faded as he asked, “Ever got yourself sloshed before?”

“Back in the sticks, I brewed all sorts of moonshine. Had a sip now and again.” Her tolerance was laughable, barely enough to wet her lips. On the other hand, Mr. White and…

Gwendolyn snapped back to the present, her gaze settling on Howard. “Some time, I’ll treat you to a batch. Those tonics were chock–full of the good stuff, great for vitality and vigor.”

Howard nodded.

“It’s late. Mr. Chadwick, good night.”

“Go get some rest.”

With a spring in her step, Gwendolyn left the master bedroom.

Howard chuckled softly, looking down. Since when had he been the type to go easy on someone? Yet, he found himself reluctant to give her a hard time.

on the nightstand interrupted his musings. It

earth have you blocked me everywhere? What did I do to tick

Howard was curt, ending the call with a decisive flick, followed by a

self–pity, but

quit being CEO of

the Bayridge Hospital’s

Bainbridge, clad in a hospital gown, was throwing a temper

cripple mocking me? It was all deliberate!”

lamp met its untimely demise.

down. Nobody knew it was a forgery at first,” Vivien tried to

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it? Are you mocking

was shattered

swear!

nurse stood there, whispering a reminder. “Please keep it down, sir. The other patients

money to burn! Now get

his rage, he was devoid of any semblance

stood at the door, his face an unreadable mask. “What a disgrace you are.”