And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 227

“Gwen, was there ever a moment you wished I would show up?” Howard’s voice was a gentle whisper in the dimness of the room.

Gwendolyn bit her lower lip, fighting back a sob that threatened to spill.

Yeah, she wanted Howard there. And just like that, he was before her, as if he’d stepped straight out of a fairy tale.

But she didn’t speak, feigning sleep instead.

Howard didn’t call her out on her poor act. He held her tighter. He could feel her trembling.

She was scared tonight.

Howard’s eyes were dark with concern. Something was off with that guy. He reached for his phone, intending to call Nathan, but the signal was nonexistent.

Frowning, he thought, “If Quentin doesn’t get that cell tower fixed by tomorrow, I’m giving him the boot.”

Dawn broke.

Gwendolyn opened her eyes to the warm presence at her back. Howard’s arms were still around her waist. She gently wriggled free from his grasp and slid out of bed.

Behind her, Howard asked lazily, “Why not sleep in a bit?”

turned to see Howard with his shirt unbuttoned and averted her gaze.

got a busy day at

his elbows, Howard looked at her.

she said, her pride surfacing again, “but I would have handled him,

if saying that could distance them from each other.

did you finish him off? I wasn’t aware you had such

but found

Chadwick, Honeysuckle Hollow isn’t quite up to your standards. You’d better head back to Bayridge City. I can’t play

tone was

and caught her hand. “I’ll leave with you guys tomorrow after the

treatment would end

work,”

some things, wouldn’t he tell her

Hollow? Did he have some sixth sense, knowing she’d be

was deep and soft.

telling me the crime. I can’t read your

her admit to being

and then released as if

rumors online about you and…”