And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 245

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“Are you wearing it?” His eyes, deep and intense, murmured the question.

Kneeling on the plush bed, Gwendolyn clasped her hands over her chest, her almond eyes misty with hesitation. She bit her lap, struggling to find the words.

Howard’s handsome face was a picture of cool detachment, yet there was a fire smoldering in the depths of his eyes, a blaze that seemed unstoppable.

“No?” he probed again.

Gwendolyn’s head bowed, her ears burning with heat.

A chuckle escaped from his throat as he leaned down to kiss her, “Dr. Gwen, why so shy?” After all, they had shared their most intimate truths earlier

Her cheeks flushed as if to bleed.

She knew what was to come tonight, and she would surrender herself completely to Howard. Recalling Sandra and Nathan’s words, she took a deep breath and mustered the courage to say,

“Well, Mr. Chadwick, you could always find out for yourself whether I’m wearing it or not.” Her voice was soft, trembling at the end. Her eyes shimmered with a youthful allure.

“Okay” The word rolled off his tongue with a deliberate ease.

His nimble fingers reached for the collar of her nightgown, unhurriedly undoing each button, revealing glimpses of pale skin and the contrast of black lace.

that moment, the intrusive ring of a cell phone shattered the tender atmosphere

in annoyance.

was her phone.

hospital,” Gwendolyn explained softly, answering the call

the patient in room 2121 is in

right

doctors usually handle such emergencies, but Claude’s case was delicate, and she had insisted they call

looked apologetically at Howard, “Mr. Chadwick, I must go to the hospital,”

so keenly anticipated, was abruptly interrupted.

voice was hoarse as he offered, “Til drive y

you there.”

the new deal is

have Cliff take you.” That was his final concession. Cliff was

the

the dressing room to

toys, feeling a sense of emptiness. He picked up his phone and saw the recent

familiar number, then

chuckle, “How did it

usually reserved wife had spoken so boldly. He warned, “I’ll train Gwendolyn.

grumbled, “No good deed goes unpunished, huh? You must’ve struck out. I can