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

bitterness and insecurity, Gwendolyn shook her head. There was no need for further

body against his. Her innocent yet

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

her eyes shimmering with emotion,

And Howard was no exception in the face of

he murmured, his breath hot against her skin.

at his shirt, her breathing quick and shallow.

she wanted to be

want to

them to be

them. Howard turned the tables, his overwhelming presence pinning her down upon the

delicate and elegant fragrance, mixed with his aloof scent. The overly sweet smell

entwined,

and hanging off her body. He kissed down her perfect neck, his long fingers tracing her skin.

and she struggled to keep

was nervous, her lips

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intoxicating aura, his fingers lightly

her hat fanned out, her eyes wide and questioning as she looked up at him, clearly

Chapter 200

foolproof, you know he whispered almost inaudibly. His body tensed with desim yet teetering on the edge of reason, and he called for

be more

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and an

his hesitation be because

her left hand in his, his voice

at him,

he said with a stoic face, his words laced with an embarrassing promise.

to sink in, and heat flared across her

him to

intense gaze or to

wore

flushed in the bed while Howard was satisfied, his voice husky with satisfaction, “Tll be late at the Lopez’s baby’s christening tomorrow. I’ve told Cliff to take

of Jarvis’s

can’t

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

call her, chatting about family matters and reminding her of

decline such hospitality,