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?”

to see Howard with his shirt

got a busy day

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

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

saying that could distance them from

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

her mouth but found no words.

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

tone was

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

treatment would end soon.

I’m going to work,”

tell her without

Honeysuckle Hollow? Did he have some

Howard’s voice was deep

telling me the crime. I can’t read your mind.”

wanted to hear her admit to being jealous, to caring about

grip tightened and then released as if coming to

about you and…” Her words were cut off.