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

help you get ready for bed.” Her speech was playful, almost flirtatious,

“Okay.”

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

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

that tomorrow was Saturday, a day off for both

Gwendolyn wiped away the toothpaste foam from the corner

and bent down to unbutton his shirt. Howard caught her wrist suddenly, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

take advantage of the situation.

shook her

her onto the washbasin. Her bare

alabaster

fingers traced her ankle, sliding

smooth

steamy bathroom air had

she needed CPR and

her CPR,” she said, coking for praise with an endearing expression.

quite impressive, Howard responded as she wished, his fingers.

giggiet softly, leaning