And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 69

*Can we maybe skip this part?” Howard couldn’t stand to see her so troubled and spoke up.

The photographer’s expression was resolute as he shook his head. “It would compromise the integrity of my work. A wedding photo shoot is a complete series! Plus, your folks signed off on the shoot agreement in advance. I call the shots during the session!”

How could he possibly let go of such a perfect shot?

Roselind nodded. “Howard, I booked this photographer especially because he’s a true pro! His work has won awards internationally, you know.”

But boy, did he have quirks!

While most places treated their clients like royalty, he acted like a diva, expecting everyone to dance to his

tune.

That was the confidence of a top–notch photographer.

Gwendolyn tugged at the sleeve of his suit. “Mr. Chadwick…”

She was so embarrassed. The thought of a passionate kiss before their elders made her face red.

“Clearing the room isn’t too much to ask, right?” His voice was like the chill of an early spring frost, the icy sheen on a tranquil lake.

She had been all set to capture the moment for

Roselind said, “Jeannie, let’s

“Mom!”

“Let’s go.”

husband, as they exited. The photographer gestured for everyone else to leave, leaving

became a

me.” Howard commanded softly, “They’re

meet his, her posture rigid, her limbs tense.

can’t,” she protested.

can.” Howard’s gaze was intense, remembering

temporary measure,” he added. “We’ll get it done and make Nicolette happy, too. Afterward, the photographer can send the

bit her lip and

as she looked at

do anything he didn’t want to?

room for you!” the photographer clapped his hands. “Ready, you

his camera,

cheek, admiring her exquisite

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in, and his lips gently met