And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 86

The dinner party had stretched past midnight when Marina instructed Cliff to escort them to their rooms, leaving her to clean up.

Gwendolyn was pushing Howard’s wheelchair into the master bedroom, her cheeks flushed with a rosy tint. “Mr. Chadwick, this time… I’m not drunk,” she confessed, though she felt slightly dizzy.

She pulled out a small gift box from the pocket of her blouse and presented it to him with both hands. “Happy birthday, Mr. Chadwick.”

Howard’s typically stoic eyes shimmered with surprise. “For me?”

“Yep! I picked it especially for you. I just knew it was perfect the moment I saw it.”

Her eyes sparkled with excitement, a delicate blush coloring her face.

Howard took the box and found a pair of sapphire cufflinks nestled inside. They couldn’t compete with the finest things he’d seen, but he could tell the

a pretty penny.

It was the thought that counted, and that was priceless.

“I like them,” Howard said in a deep voice.

must have cost Gwendolyn

a radiant smile. “I’m so glad you do. Now, let me help you get ready for bed.” Her speech was playful, almost flirtatious, the

“Okay.”

surrendered to her care, realizing she was more sober than the last time. Yet he couldn’t predict what

onto his brush, and twisted a warm washcloth in her

he was thankful that tomorrow was Saturday, a day off for both of them.

Gwendolyn wiped away the toothpaste foam from the corner of his

unbutton his shirt. Howard caught

take

shook her

and lifted her onto the washbasin. Her bare

alabaster

husky as his fingers

dress caressing the smooth skin

the steamy bathroom air

needed CPR

the hospital today and gave her CPR,” she

Over is quite impressive, Howard

softly,