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.

set the bowl aside and slowly wrapped his

of his body made tears spill down Gwendolyn’s cheeks. She clutched

you’ll be okay.”

place, and he just couldn’t

lifted her head, her clear, dark eyes seeking his, “Really? Will

said

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

“Of course.”

lips. She licked

eat, Howard let out a

The doctors. said only a miracle

that

Chadwick, I could save you, but I can’t save

something crucial

turn to help you,” Howard said earnestly, “Just give me some

the thought without

for

bring Enoch to

do you trust me?” His eyes were like a deep pool reflecting the

at him, lost

“I do, but…”

get plenty of rest, and follow the

another spoonful of stew to her

sip, her eyes

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