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

and insecurity, Gwendolyn shook her head. There was

her soft body against his. Her innocent yet passionate kiss set

like a drawn sword. He allowed her to spark

with emotion, her

was no exception in the face

his breath hot against her

her breathing quick and

she wanted to be reckless,

to have

wanted them to be real

all the tension between them. Howard turned the tables,

mixed with his aloof scent. The overly sweet

entwined, battling

zipper of Gwendolyn’s dress was pulled down, leaving it crumpled and hanging off her body. He kissed

she struggled to

her

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voice held a note of desire, creating an intoxicating aura, his fingers lightly tracing circles on her belly “You know, might

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

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tensed with desim yet teetering on the edge of

time to be more than just a hurried

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

hesitation be because Selina

he took her left hand in his, his voice low

Gwendolyn looked at

good use tonight,” he said with a stoic face,

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

protest, allowing him to handjob with her

meet his intense gaze or to see the sensuality of his expression. His muffled

wore on.

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 you

Jarvis’s fraud trial?” Gwendolyn inquired.

can’t miss

christening. It was already considerate

chatting about family matters and reminding her

hospitality, Gwendolyn accepted