And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 97

Nathan didn’t wait for a second thought. He hopped into his car, slammed his foot on the gas, and sped away.

Howard looked down with dismay, his face darkening.

The small box looked fancy but had a cheesy slogan. “Happy Wife, Happy Life.”

He flipped it over, and the back was even worse.

It read, “Talk the talk, but can you walk the walk? Pleasing your wife is an art.”

Howard’s gaze was steely, an icy aura emanating from him. Where on earth did this no–brand junk come from?

“Mr. Chadwick!” Gwendolyn called out, finding him. “Did Mr. Thomas leave?”

Howard stuffed the little box into his suit pocket, looking up at her fresh, radiant face and replying, “Yeah, he’s gone.”

Gwendolyn approached, noting his grim expression with concern. “Are you not taking to the countryside well?”

“No, it’s that fool, Nathan. He’s caused some trouble,” Howard said flatly.

ve suv

looks like a decent guy, warm and chatty. My grandma talked

moment of hesitation, she added, “Our home is modest. There’s only one clean.

bungalow was modest, with most rooms used for

up at her. “I don’t mind. It’s not

home, they had

flickered away. Those were accidents, once when he was drunk, another when

then apply your medicine,” Gwendolyn said, taking him to

room, bookshelves lined with medical texts, traditional medicines, a bed by the window with a pot of wildflowers

was a subtle, sweet

simple

was a home–loving, gentle

with the water, setting it on the washstand. “Mr. Chadwick, could you please undress?” She fetched the pajamas

“Sure.”

no fuss, stripping off his suit and shirt, setting them aside. Gwendolyn helped him sit on the bed, carefully slipping him into the pajamas.

a towel and gently cleaned his back. Then, taking the ointment, she meticulously

absentmindedly played with the cuff, speaking softly, “You haven’t put on any ointment yourself.”

injury isn’t serious, no need for medicine.”

his suit, something fell out. Howard quickly grabbed it, and Gwendolyn didn’t get a good

some trinkets,” Howard said calmly.