And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 139

Chapter 139

The room settled into a hushed quietude.

Howard set the insulated casserole dish on the table and lifted the lid.

A rich, savory a

wafted out, and he spoke, “Marina made you some stew.” He

scooped a small bowl and walked over to where Gwendolyn sat.

“Care for some?”

Gwendolyn shook her head.

“Gwendolyn, do me the honor,” Howard said, his expression gentle, his patience evident.

“Mr. Chadwick.”

The words scratched from her throat, dry and aching.

It had been too long since she’d spoken, her voice hoarse.

“Do I suck that bad? Why does even my own mother take sides against me?” She despised Gemma, but she couldn’t deny the yearning for maternal love.

She was just a girl starved for affection, forced by circumstances to be strong.

“You’re outstanding, and they’re the fools,” Howard murmured.

bowl aside and slowly wrapped his arms around her.

spill down Gwendolyn’s cheeks. She clutched

you’ll be okay.”

he just couldn’t share it with her

dark eyes seeking his,

said

but who knew where Enoch was? And even if they found him,

“Of course.”

to her lips. She licked them instinctively, and the

eat, Howard let out

like you do now. The doctors. said only a miracle could save me, and then you came

that

you, but I can’t

as if she’d forgotten something crucial as

said earnestly, “Just give me some time, and I’ll bring Enoch

impossible.” She dismissed the thought

for Enoch,

bring Enoch to her?

His eyes were like a deep pool reflecting the gentle

stared at him, lost for words.

“I do, but…”

Eat well, get plenty of rest, and follow the doctor’s orders. You need to be a good

of stew

took a sip, her eyes

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