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.

first cat’s calls had been on before another joined in. The two strays under the window were like warring sprites, their cries

night made the cats‘ “meow–meow” all the

and finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. Propping herself up in her arms, she declared, “I’m going to shoo away those darn cats.”

her, his voice rough

hidden under the pillow or the cats in heat,

eager thoughts

wrong?” Gwendolyn’s voice trembled as she

Howard

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

problem with the little thing that had

as he said with restraint. There’s something wrong with

eyes were deep, profound. He watched her in silence

became

I could check your pulse to see if you’re

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

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

he had once done, pressing her lips to

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