And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 71

They stepped out of the car.

With an air of calm, Howard said, “You must be tired today. Get some good sleep when you get home. Tomorrow’s the groundbreaking ceremony for the Chadwick Group’s new venture, and we need to be there.” His voice was detached, sounding like nothing had happened in the car earlier.

Gwendolyn let out a silent sigh of relief. He had warned her before about the loneliness of their marriage, that not even a fleeting craving was permissible.

It was just the medication talking, not genuine desire.

Part of her felt relieved, yet there was an unexpected disappointment.

“Will Roselind and Jeannie be attending?” Gwendolyn inquired.

“They don’t want to. They said it would be too distressing,” Howard replied, understanding their sentiments. But he couldn’t quite explain that tomorrow was for spectacle, not for adding to one’s troubles.

“Okay then. Goodnight, Mr. Chadwick.”

“Goodnight.”

After exchanging good–nights, Gwendolyn retreated to her room. She was tired yet felt oddly alert after a hot shower. Lying in bed, she couldn’t resist scrolling through the photos on her phone.

The photographer’s assistant had sent her the original shots.

passionate kiss from earlier and the shameless indulgence in the car, she curled

just been on some strong

why they had ended up in such

intimate photos, but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Instead, she moved

selected a dignified photo of herself in a modern bridal gown and decided to show it to her

said she had recuperated as much as possible and was ready

Gwendolyn yawned, and sleepiness quickly overcame her. She slept soundly until

prepared a

mentioned craving a Flavor Symphony, and Mrs. Chadwick has been missing her pancakes,” Marina said as

Gwendolyn whispered

wearing light makeup, slightly

enjoy. I’ll go check on Mr. Chadwick’s medicine,” Marina said, always happy to

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glass of fresh milk. “Calcium is important,

Indeed, he replied.

for today’s groundbreaking ceremony?” she asked, turning to

a hunch that Howard had an ace up his sleeve.

side and look pretty,” he said elegantly, eating his breakfast. “Don’t try to be a hero.”

behave,” she promised, not wanting

for the ceremony at nine