And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 87

Howard was the epitome of a man who, despite his aloof and unattainable demeanor, could speak with an undercurrent of sensuality that sent a flush to Gwendolyn’s cheeks.

She tried to feign indifference, her pretty face set in defiance. “Not true.”

“What about… trying mouth–to–mouth again? You can teach me this time,” he suggested, locking his gaze with hers.

“No way.” Gwendolyn shook her head.

Howard watched her in silence, his gaze making her feel uneasy.

“Mr. Chadwick, I’m going to freshen up and rest. Go to bed early,” she said, nearly fleeing the scene. But as she hopped down from the washbasin, Howard gripped her firmly.

She tumbled straight into his arms.

“It’s so unfair,” he said with amusement, his stern face inching closer. “You satisfy your cravings and don’t care about my feelings.”

“That’s not true.” Gwendolyn denied.

“Then I won’t hold back.” Without another word, he captured her swollen lips in a kiss that was all–consuming, leisurely, as if he had all the time in the world to unravel her.

Gwendolyn’s mind felt sluggish, intoxicated by the faint scent of his cologne and the subtle aroma of the whiskey on his breath.

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“Will my Dr. Gwen seek revenge? Will my drink tomorrow be

that.” Gwendolyn assured him

Gwendolyn’s legs nearly gave out as she

to the floor.

she said lightly as she awkwardly

under his breath as he glanced

and wife, they were like strangers. As partners in an agreement, they were far

from innocent.

them dared to break the ambiguous barrier

out as Gwendolyn descended the stairs. “Mrs. Chadwick, breakfast is

Gwendolyn self–consciously adjusted the scarf wrapped around her

if he was retaliating for the foolish thing she’d done before.

outside. Why wrap up in a

chilly.” Replying, Gwendolyn sat down at

hadn’t come down. She started on her portion without

Marina teased, “Yrah, it must

way to summer, with temperatures that could have you

parcels in the

Mr. Chadwick’s classmates and friends. Our second branch may have fallen from grace, but we’re still

aside those from unfamiliar senders.

from close friends

you, Gwendolyn offered, quickly finishing her meal