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

against his. Her innocent yet passionate

allowed her to

lip, her eyes shimmering with emotion, her voice tender. “Mr. Chadwick,

Howard was

murmured, his breath

clutched at his shirt, her breathing quick and shallow.

once in her life, she wanted to be reckless, to

want to have

to be real

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

overly sweet

entwined, battling for dominance.

crumpled and hanging off her body. He kissed down her perfect neck, his

she struggled to

her lips

10:45

desire, creating an intoxicating aura, his fingers lightly tracing circles on her belly “You know, might end

sprawled on the bed, her hat fanned out, her eyes

Chapter 200

inaudibly. His body tensed with desim yet teetering on the edge of reason, and he called for a

be more than

1 0 0

an inexplicable sense of loss washing over her,

because

hand in his, his voice low

Gwendolyn looked at

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

for the meaning to sink

to handjob with her hand

closed her eyes, refusing to meet his intense gaze or to see

night wore on.

lay stiff and flushed in the bed while Howard was satisfied, his voice husky with satisfaction, “Tll be late at the

Jarvis’s fraud

can’t miss

man of his stature didn’t need to attend a child’s christening. It was already considerate of him to appear. “It’s alright, Mr. Chadwick. I can take care of myself. You handle

day. Eve would call her, chatting about family matters and reminding her of

such hospitality, Gwendolyn accepted the invitation.