And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 198

After wrapping up their business discussion, Nathan tentatively asked, “So, what’s your plan now that Selina’s back, Howard? I heard the Hamilton family practically forced her to study abroad. It wasn’t like she intentionally left you”

Howard and Selina were together in the same car at the car crash. Howard was critically injured, while Seline was unscathed. The Hamilton family whisked Selina abroad when the doctors declared Howard’s disability,

It sure seemed heartless and cold–blooded.

“Oh, is that ro? Howard sneered with disdain.

Nathan slapped his cheek, regretting his choice of words. “I misspoke. But Howard, you’d grow attached to a dog after so many years, let alone a person, right? We all thought you and Selina would end up together.”

By all counts, whether it was family background, personal virtues, or emotional foundation, Howard and Selina seemed destined for each other.

in circles like theirs, marriages were often strategic alliances. Why not choose someone with whom you shared a childhood and

mutual affection?

Who else would Howard choose if not Selina?

“You all are blind,” Howard coldly stated.

I hope you’re not acting out of spite. Don’t let Gwendolyn down. She’s a

the mention of Gwendolyn. His troubled and murky heart seemed to be cleansed and calmed at

Jeannie dropped Gwendolyn off at her cozy villa after work, speaking earnestly, “Gwen, you need to have Howard pick you up and drop you off daily. Mark your territory! Otherwise, those little temptresses will have

Gwendolyn nodded obediently.

ride. It’s getting late. You better head home.”

“Sure.”

safely, and call me when you get home. Gwendolyn added with

she was gone, the smile faded from Gwendolyn’s face. Howard had promised to pick her up after work that morning, but in the evening,

garage and didn’t see his car there.

hadn’t come back

into the villa, all quiet with

the door beh

with thoughts, Gwendolyn retreated to her room on the second floor and closed the door behind

and the words “post–traumatic stress disorder from the car accident” echoed in her mind, haunting her She went through her bedtime routine mechanically and lay on the soft bed, but sleep

in the car with Howard during that accident

hours, the car engine shutting off pierced the quiet Footsteps approached her door, accompanied by hushed

she asleep?” Howard’s deep, pleasant voice

work. She went