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?”

Howard with his shirt unbuttoned

a busy day at the

up on his elbows, Howard looked at her. “About last

again, “but

that could distance them from each other.

passed through Howard’s eyes. “Oh, did you finish him off? I wasn’t aware you had

opened her mouth but found

isn’t quite up to your standards. You’d better head back to Bayridge City. I can’t play hostess right now.”

was icy, unyielding.

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

clinic treatment

going to work,”

things, wouldn’t he tell her without

he have some sixth sense, knowing she’d be in trouble

was deep and soft.

telling me the crime. I can’t

her admit to being jealous,

released as

Chadwick, there are rumors online about you and…” Her words were