And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 230

*Tomorrow’s the last day of your volunteer clinic, right? When you guys return, I’m throwing a welcome home party!” Sandra offered enthusiastically.

“Thank you,” Gwendolyn replied with grace.

“Don’t mention it. And hey, do me a favor and brush up on that material I gave you, the good stuff. Guys love that, Sandra said at breakneck speed before hanging up.

Gwendolyn stood there, slightly dumbfounded.

Was that stuff, um, useful?

Gwendolyn bit her lip, recalling how Howard had commented last time that those kinds of movies are dull while watching alone and that it took two to add to the fun.

Did he enjoy them, too?

Gwendolyn’s cheeks burned at the thought, and she quickly finished in the communal shower before slipping into a clean outfit.

As Gwendolyn returned to her room, it was quiet and spotless. The locals, whom Howard had helped save, couldn’t express their gratitude in words, so they cleaned the place from top to bottom as a token of thanks.

Howard was sitting on the bed, shirtless, his right arm wrapped in a bandage with a faint hint of blood seeping through. The young doctor was finishing up with his wound, tying a bow on the dressing.

he announced, “Dr. Quigley, I’ve gotten his wound bandaged but there might be a scar. You’re up dealing with the patient’s mood. Got my cell service back

packed his tools and

silence returned

bed and whispered, “Mr.

detached tone cutting like

and she confessed with a trembling voice, “I shouldn’t

he questioned, dissatisfaction

for… giving you the cold

for

get hurt. It’s my

His eyes were like shards

“I saw

and that was why

reached out to pinch.

fingers pressed firmly against Gwendolyn’s lip punishment in disguise. Gwendolyn’s lips, plump and tempting, swelled

winced in pain, her mouth opening

bygones,” he said, releasing his grasp and watching her with an amused

are easy to

will you? I promise it won’t happen again,” Gwendolyn pleaded softly.