And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 98

The creaking of the ancient four–poster bed seemed to whisper secrets in the night.

Gwendolyn wrung her hands with nervousness. “Maybe, maybe I should just bunk with Grandma tonight.”

It had been her initial decision to keep from disturbing Nicolette’s sleep.

Beneath the quilt, a warm, strong hand seized hers.

“You can’t sleep with your grandmother every night, right? She might get suspicious.” They were husband and wife, after all. It wasn’t right to be sleeping apart all the time.

“So, I’ll… stay here then, Gwendolyn resigned.

Lying side by side with rigid bodies and shallow breaths, they desperately tried to lull themselves into sleep. But the night only seemed to heighten their awareness, and a subtle tension grew between them.

“Meow…”

“Meow, meow.”

A stray cat’s call was persistent, long, and melodious outside the window.

It was spring, and the cats were in heat.

been on before another joined in. The two strays under the

made the cats‘ “meow–meow” all

with embarrassment, and finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. Propping herself up in

his voice rough and unsteady. “Gwendolyn.”

under the pillow or the cats in heat, but his

thoughts

wrong?” Gwendolyn’s voice trembled as she instinctively licked her lips. His hand

allowing Howard to see her lovely face

make you unwell? Or did Mr. Thomas give you something?” Gwendolyn’s voice tightened

thing that had fallen from

said with restraint. There’s something wrong with

deep, profound. He watched her in silence

became erratic.

Chadwick, I… I could check your pulse to see if

voice was even hoarser. “Gwendolyn, I’m no saint. I can’t be free

understand. Mr. Chadwick. You’re craving something. Then,

leaned in closer, clumsily mimicking what he had once done, pressing her lips to

long fingers clutched the bedsheets so tightly that they turned white. He was at the breaking point!