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

of the night made the cats‘

finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. Propping herself up in her arms,

his voice rough and

the small box hidden under the pillow or the

restless, eager thoughts

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

moonlight slipped through the window, allowing Howard to see her lovely

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

there a problem with the little thing

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

He watched her in silence until

breathing became erratic.

I could check your pulse to see if you’re

no saint. I can’t be free from

craving something. Then, let me help

her lips to his in a tentative kiss. Her initiative jolted his

long