And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 144

Yesterday, in a desperate rush to save her, he’d pushed himself too hard.

His leg had started to ache again is he stepped out the door, so he’d reluctantly resorted to using a wheelchair.

“Has it gotten worse?” Gwendolyn asked, her voice laced with concem.

Just overdid it with the walking.” Howard tried to keep his tone light.

Gwendolyn glared at him, harmless yet stem. How could he joke at a time like this?

“Mr. Chadwick, I’m worried you might do some lasting damage. You’ll be in agony every time it rains or the cold sets in,” she said, her brows knitting together in frustration.

“Are you saying you’d like to see me in pain?”

Howard’s eyes were like a placid lake, but the turmoil beneath was known only to him.

Gwendolyn parted her lips slightly, thinking she wouldn’t wish pain on him. Yet for reasons unknown, she couldn’t voice her thoughts. Howard slowly rose from the wheelchair, his frame trembling slightly as he leaned closer to her. Their gazes leveled.

His warm breath brushed her cheek and earlobe.

Gwendolyn stiffened involuntarily, her beautiful almond–shaped eyes rippling like a disturbed pond.

“Howard?”

“Gwendolyn, about that contract

annul

to ask, but the words remained

Gwendolyn had passionately pressed

mole on his neck flushed hot, a searing red.

For a moment.

pulled back, her checks flushed, “The dopamine released by the body

was so far–fetched it couldn’t

nodded thoughtfully.

an almost imperceptible hint of amusement

redder. She shifted uncomfortably, but Howard gently captured her wrist,

the dosage of dopamine wasn’t

her again. It was passionate,

was gentle yet focused, ascetic yet seductive.

Ty

heart pounded wildly, full of longing and embarrassment. She even thought if

limp, laid upon the soft

her and her vision

scars on her

call out, curling her toes. Her focus was entirely on

Keep up that assertive charm, and

if she shone brightly.

upset with