And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 199

Gwendolyn lay in bed, her body ngid with tension, her fiets clenched tightly beneath the sheets

What intimate gesture could have left the scent of Selinas perfume lingering in the air?

A war, moist sensation began to form at the comers of her eyes

But she dared not ask for confirmation.

As she sensed toward rising to leave. Gwendolyn mustered up courage and grabbed his arm

“Mr. Chadwick.” Her soft and sandy voice rang out as she sat up and wrapped her arms firmly around his muscular torso

Howard turned to face her in the darkness, a light chuckle escaping him.

“I thought you were just going to keep faking sleep,” he said, his voice gentle and enticing as his long fingers caressed her smooth skin Gwendolyn boldly stood on the bed, her stance elevated as she reached out and wrapped her arms around Howard’s neck

Their eyes met

In that position, the air was thick with the unspoken promises between them.

Gwendolyn pursed her lips tight, the discomfort in her heart nearly unbearable.

She was tom between the fear of confronting him about Selina and the fierce desire to trust Howard.

The struggle within her was almost maddening.

Suddenly, her eyes, clear and glistening, filled with a reckless determination as she defiantly met Howard’s questioning gaze. “Mr Chadwick, my hand is nearly healed ”

Her statement was direct

The air between them hung heavy for a moment.

Howard’s hands clung onto her slim waist, his eyes getting darker. “Gwendolyn, do you get what you’re saying?”

“I do,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

That night, they had come so close to crossing a line

He had said he wouldn’t hold back again once her hand was better.

“Gwendolyn, Im giving you another chance. Think it over, his voice had grown hourse with restraint, his body a testament to his self–control

her head. There was no need

soft body against his.

tensed like a drawn sword. He allowed her to spark the fire and stir up

at his lip, her eyes shimmering with emotion, her voice tender.

such words. And Howard was

murmured, his breath hot against her skin.

shirt, her

wanted to be reckless, to grasp what she

want to have

to be real husband

a fuse, igniting all the tension between them. Howard turned the tables, his overwhelming presence pinning her down upon the

The overly sweet smell that belonged

and tongues entwined, battling for dominance.

hanging off her body. He kissed down

and she struggled to

was nervous, her lips

10:45

fingers lightly tracing circles

sprawled on the bed, her hat fanned out, her eyes wide and questioning as she looked up

Chapter 200

almost inaudibly. His body tensed with desim yet teetering on the edge of reason,

to be more than just a hurried

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mix of relief and an inexplicable sense of loss washing over her,

hesitation be because Selina was back?

in his, his voice low and suggestive. “It’s

Gwendolyn looked at him,

tonight,” he said with a stoic face, his words

took a moment for the meaning to sink in, and heat flared across her

protest, allowing him to handjob with her hand

her eyes, refusing to meet his intense gaze or to see the sensuality of his expression. His muffled groans were clearer than ever,

night wore on.

in the bed while Howard was satisfied, his voice husky with satisfaction, “Tll be late

Jarvis’s fraud trial?” Gwendolyn inquired.

I can’t miss

understood that a man of his stature didn’t need to attend a child’s christening. It was already considerate of

would call her, chatting about family matters and reminding her of

such hospitality, Gwendolyn accepted the invitation.