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.

and slowly wrapped his

spill down Gwendolyn’s cheeks. She clutched the fabric

be okay.”

plan in place, and he just

clear, dark eyes

doctors said it was impossible.

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

“Of course.”

to her lips. She licked

eat, Howard let out a sigh of

I was paralyzed and bedridden, I felt just like you do now. The doctors. said only a miracle could save

that

I could save you, but

head buzzed, feeling as if she’d forgotten something

time, it’s my turn to help you,” Howard said earnestly, “Just give me

She dismissed the

searching for Enoch, to no avail.

possibly bring Enoch to

eyes were like a deep pool

at him, lost for

“I do, but…”

the doctor’s orders. You need to be a good

spoonful of

sip, her eyes brimming with warmth.

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