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

bloomed with 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 alcohol lending her words a

“Okay.”

he couldn’t predict what the usually shy Gwendolyn might do under the influence. A little alcohol could unleash

him to the spacious bathroom, squeezed toothpaste onto his brush, and twisted a warm

was thankful that tomorrow was Saturday, a day off for

away the toothpaste foam from

his

he might take advantage of the situation.

her head stubbornly, intent on undressing

onto the washbasin. Her bare ankles,

alabaster

voice was husky as his fingers traced her ankle,

smooth skin of her leg.

rush, and the steamy bathroom air had accelerated Tverains heartbeat, making it hard for her

she needed CPR and

Mrs Lopez at the hospital today and gave her CPR,” she

impressive, Howard responded as

softly, leaning