And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

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Chapter 122

“Sometimes, I wish you’d sit down with me instead of always pushing to stand up,” he said with a casual ease that belied the depth of his words.

Gwendolyn licked her chapped lips, gathering her thoughts, “Why the extra push, Mr. Chadwick? You’ve already hit the mark with today’s rehab plan.”

“Gwen, I just don’t want you to think I’m weak at this.” His voice was a steady calm, and his handsome features betrayed no other emotion.

Gwendolyn averted her gaze, her eyes falling to the floor. She murmured, “It’s normal. A lot

favors.” of guys struggle with sexual issues. You popping pills isn’t doing your body any

“What are you going on about?” Howard leaned in, his chiseled face now magnified before Gwendolyn’s eyes.

“Nothing,” she blushed, backpedaling.

“I heard you.”

His hand snuck under the hem of her shirt, tickling her waist. Gwendolyn jolted, her laughter bubbling uncontrollably.

“I didn’t say anything, Mr. Chadwick, ha–ha…”

His playful hand knew all her ticklish spots. For a girl unversed in such play, every touch was a sensitive one.

A mere graze of his fingertips sent tingles down her spine, leaving her helplessly giggly.

her playful nature escaping in

demanded, having noticed her subdued mood earlier and wanting to distract her.

“What do

depends on how sincere you are.”

pianist’s hands, with their long fingers, danced over her skin,

helplessly, yet he remained in control, masterfully

sorry, Mr.

He didn’t cease.

her wits, Gwendolyn scrambled for the right

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had giggled over at the

“Ah…

again?” Howard poked her soft side again, prompting

and said, “Please, Howard, I was

her, a girl known for her old–fashioned ways, and Howard

his fingers teasing her

cheek and neck. A jolt like an electric surge shot. through her, leaving

knowing exactly what she couldn’t

whisper, she said, “Please… honey, I

Utterly mortified!

satisfied, releasing

side to their relationship that he found utterly refreshing.

the moment to sit up,