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 averted

got a busy day at the

Howard

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

could distance them from each

ripple of amusement passed through Howard’s eyes. “Oh, did you finish him

opened her mouth but found no words.

Honeysuckle Hollow isn’t quite up to your

tone was

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

free clinic treatment

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

tell her without her asking?

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

was

me without at least telling me the crime. I can’t read your mind.”

admit to being jealous, to caring about him.

then released as if coming to a

there are rumors online about you and…” Her