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?”

see Howard with his shirt unbuttoned and

busy day at

on his elbows, Howard looked at her. “About

she said, her pride surfacing again, “but I would

if saying that could distance them

“Oh, did you finish him off? I wasn’t aware you had

but found no words.

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

was

“I’ll leave with

clinic treatment would end soon.

to work,” Gwendolyn said

he tell her without her asking?

Honeysuckle Hollow? Did he have some

Howard’s voice was

me without at least telling me the crime. I can’t

to

tightened and then released as if coming

are rumors online about you