And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 172

They were eager to savor the feast before them.

Vivien’s gaze had been fixed on Howard and Gwendolyn, watching as they lifted the lids and took their first

bites.

She then lowered her head and slowly began to taste the dish in front of her.

It must be said, the flavors of this seafood chowder surpassed any she’d experienced before. A sly and triumphant smile curled the comers of her mouth.

At the head table, Howard leaned toward Gwendolyn, his voice hushed. “With a dish like this, you start by appreciating the savory broth, then work your way down through the layers, tasting each ingredient.”

Gwendolyn sparkled her eyes with curiosity. She mimicked Howard, sipping the clear broth before biting into a succulent piece of lobster.

“Delicious,” she declared.

Howard twitched his lips upward. “If you like it, have some more.”

He even pushed his portion toward Gwendolyn, but she refused it.

“One serving each, that’s the rule. I can’t be greedy,” she said. Her restraint was admirable.

“Hey now!” Valor, having observed them for a while, couldn’t resist chiming in. “Coming to my family’s banquet and whispering sweet nothings to each other? Sure, we all know you’re smitten, but don’t blind us with your love!”

drew a round of good–natured laughter

the only one bold enough

a becoming shade

merely glanced at Valor, a subtle warning in his eyes.

clamped his mouth

Mr. Chadwick. Valor is spoiled rotten. It’s wonderful that you two are so close. Let’s all toast to Mr. Chadwick for a blissful marriage and a

head table stood, raising their glasses to

may you have children soon!”

three

toasts grew more

with three drinks, accepting

spirits quickly bringing color to her cheeks, and she swayed

when an

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server, perhaps too eager, bumped into her, spilling some of the broth onto her

I’m so sorry!” The server was visibly

I wasn’t standing steady,” Gwendolyn said softly.

“Mr. Chadwick, I need to

“Alright.”

towards a room on the second floor. “There’s a nameplate on the door. You’ll find