And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 189

“I caught the news that you were heading back but didn’t imagine you’d rock up on tonight’s flight. You’ve been gone for months, you

heartbreaker”

Gwendolyn watched as those previously nonchalant young men stood up to greet Selina at the door. A flicker of astonishment crossed her eyes. So this was Selina.

Even prettier and more poised than on the big screen, she stood there like a vision.

She was the swan on a moonlit lake, graceful and majestic, yet enchantingly delicate.

The crowd gathered around her, firing question after question.

She seemed destined for adoration, the center of attention. Clearly a girl mined in the lap of luxury, impossibly perfect.

“Bob”

“Nathan!”

Selina greeted them with impeccable politeness.

Finally, her gaze settled on Howard and Gwendolyn.

“Howie.” Her voice was soft, tenderly lingering as she called his name.

seemed to swirl on her tongue, infused with a hint of sweetness.

curiosity

a gesture of goodwill,

was brimming

gaze from Selina’s white Parisian dress to reveal a

silence fell.

glaring at

Selina at a time like this, if not to ruffle

just raised an

distant mountain. His hand held Gwendolyn’s wrist, his fingertips lightly caressing, tickling her

seemingly oblivious to the tension.

couch, mingling and nurturing connections

Gwendolyn and Howard seemed to exist in their

listlessly fed Gwendolyn from the fruit platter,

Chadwick, Il full,” Gwendolyn

she e had to lean in to speak to Howard, their interactions growing more intimate

music in the

handing her

shrugged off the momentary discomfort, her lips curling into a question,

fine,” Howard replied nonchalantly.

slice of cantaloupe, holding it to