And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 155

“Hello? Hi there, I’m Gwendolyn. May I ask who’s speaking?”

Gwendolyn’s voice was soft, her words floating out tentatively

There was a pause on the other end, a silence stretching out.

“Hello?”

Gwendolyn furrowed her brow, wondering if she had dialed the wrong number.

Just then, from the steam–filled bathroom, Howard called out, “Gwendolyn, time for your bath.”

“Coming!” she shouted back

The breathing on the other end of the line grew erratic, and the caller hung up abruptly.

How odd!

Gwendolyn didn’t dwell on it, placing her phone on the nightstand before heading towards the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom, steam swirled around her.

Howard’s suit jacket lay tossed aside on the vanity, his shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal the defined muscles of his forearms.

His usually indifferent eyes softened as he spoke, “The doctor said the cuts aren’t serious. Just keep your hands dry, and you’ll be fine.”

“Okay.”

Gwendolyn stood by, waiting for him to leave, but he showed no signs of moving.

aren’t you

Howard’s gaze was teasing as it landed on her

a loss

“Til help you”

his offer, his fingers reaching behind her, pinching the zipper of her dress.

“Mr. Chadwick.….”

me once, I feel the same about you now.” His eyes were like the deep

stiffened,

She let him proceed.

slipped off and

the undergarments.

for the bubbles that shielded

Gwendolyn swore she’d dig

hole and bury herself in it

her shoulders, his rough fingerprints

scent of aromatic oils, blending

the epitome of cool restraint.

spun her head, her heartstrings tugged.

on Dr.

her by her professional title when he was

her at the sound of

“Nothing”

languidly. “Tomorrow, I’ll take you to claim what’s ours. How

Gwendolyn

“The shareholders‘ meeting”

“Alright”

her eyes brimming with

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