And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 211

Gwendolyn hurriedly closed her eyes and pulled the comforter over herself, feigning sleep.

She could hear the door creak open, footsteps drawing nearer. The mattress sank beside her, and a familiar scent of sandalwood, faint but unmistakable, filled the air

It was Howard!

Her eyelashes quvored slightly as the bitterness and complexity within her fermented.

The wall lamp cast a dim glow, beneath which Howard’s austere featums were like carved slona. In raached out with warm fingers, gently tracing the comer of her eye

She was crying

In a gentle voice, Howard said, “Gwendolyn, Eknow you’m awake”

Busted, Gwendolyn slowly opened her eyes, meeting Howard’s calm, unfathomable gaze.

Her eyes swelled and were red as chemies, brimming with accusation and

“Upset?” he asked.

Gwendolyn stubbornly shook her head, replying. “Not at all. It’s late, Mr. Chadwick. You should head back and get some rest” Her tone was cold and distant, urging him to leave.

Howard gazed at her steadily, then said, “Fine, then I’ll leave.”

He was a master at reading people’s minds and saw right through her petulance.

deep down,

to her temples. As he

vision.

to explain anything to

her like that, and moved over her pinning her down on

he asked, “Will you be able to

surrendering to him. Affairs of the heart were a game of strategy. She might be

she

her lips with his finger, captivated by their softness. “What’s it gonna take to get those lips to spill

sheets tightly, her legs stretched taut

Silence fell.

captured her lips in a passionate, wet kiss. He bit her plump,

eyes,

from her

and Gwendolyn yelled in shock

he whispered against her cheek. “Does it hurt?”

felt a harsh sense of injustice, tears pouring down her face. “No,

as if her abdomen was sliced by a dull knife over and over.

wiped her tears and said, “Still pretending

face was streaked with tears, her eyes like washed glass, clear Hamilton that

of

she asked, “Mr. Chadwick,