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 window were like warring sprites, their cries growing increasingly

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

blazed with embarrassment, and finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. Propping herself up in her arms, she declared, “I’m

his voice rough and unsteady. “Gwendolyn.”

the cats in heat, but his thoughts.

eager thoughts surged uncontrollably.

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

moonlight slipped through the window, allowing Howard

Mr. Thomas give you something?” Gwendolyn’s voice tightened with concern.

a problem with the little thing that had

with restraint. There’s something wrong with

profound. He watched her in

became erratic.

Chadwick, I… I could check your pulse to

I’m no saint. I can’t be free

You’re craving

in closer, clumsily mimicking what he had once done, pressing her lips to his in a tentative kiss.

almost like a groan. His long fingers clutched the bedsheets so tightly that they turned white. He was at