And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 116

Gwendolyn had stealthily spiked the punch with a dash of deer blood liquor, hoping for a bit of mischief.

“Gwendolyn.” His voice was low and rumbly, like a predator homing in on its prey, hair slightly tousled on his forehead. “Next time you want something, just go blunt. No need

for such theatrics.”

His fingers deftly unbuckled his leather belt, sliding it halfway out.

With her voice tinged with nervousness, Gwendolyn shot her hands to his, exclaiming “It wasn’t me… Why are you undoing your belt?”

“It’s hot.”

His lips found hers, brushed her nose, then the corner of her eye.

With each of his movements, the metal buckle of his belt clinked against the chair, a crushing symphony filling the air.

Gwendolyn clenched her eyes shut, unwilling to meet the raw desire in his gaze.

Just as things were escalating, the buzzing of a phone on the white kitchen table interrupted them.

Howard reached out and silenced the call, but the caller was persistent.

“Mr. Chadwick, maybe you should take that,” Gwendolyn whispered, pleadingly, her hands clutching the hem of her dress as she faintly collapsed into the chair.

With a restrained calmness, Howard stood up, his grip on the phone tight, and pressed his lips together. He stared at the number on the screen for a long moment before finally retreating into the bedroom to answer.

“Hello?” His voice was icier than usual.

glass doors. The usually stoic man was now disheveling his shirt, his belt hanging loosely, revealing a sliver of

How devastatingly sexy!

away, her cheeks burning, her throat

his voice, a sign that whoever was

seemed to regain his

take a shower,” he called out

voice relieved but also tinged with

11:22

for

pounding on her belly as if

Why won’t it go away!” she

baby is

we bring that country bumpkin to take my place! If I had married Howard, I’d be

was shrill, her

No one

times, “I hate you, I hate Gwendolyn!

were anguished, her

mask of fury as he slapped her hard across

you come

yet?” he

face, collapsed to

Howard’s

girl have a better life than me?”

with resentment.