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?”

paused, then turned to see Howard with his shirt unbuttoned and averted her

got a busy day at the clinic.”

his elbows, Howard looked at her. “About last night…”

again, “but I would have handled him, even

saying that could distance them from

you finish him

her mouth but

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

tone was icy,

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

treatment would

like. I’m going to work,” Gwendolyn said

wouldn’t he tell her

he doing there in Honeysuckle Hollow? Did he have some sixth sense, knowing

was

at least telling me the crime. I can’t

admit to

as if coming to

about you and…” Her words were cut