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.

on before another joined in. The two strays under the

the cats‘ “meow–meow” all the more

it anymore. Propping herself up in her arms, she declared, “I’m going

her, his voice rough

the cats

restless, eager thoughts

she instinctively licked her lips. His hand

of moonlight slipped through the window, allowing Howard to

does the remedy make you unwell? Or did Mr. Thomas give you something?” Gwendolyn’s

with the little thing that had fallen from his

he said with restraint. There’s something wrong with

eyes were deep, profound. He watched her

breathing became erratic.

check your pulse to see if you’re

voice was even hoarser. “Gwendolyn, I’m no

craving something. Then, let

had once done, pressing her lips to his in a

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