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.

a cell phone shattered

frowned in annoyance.

was her

my hospital,” Gwendolyn explained softly, answering the call

room 2121 is in critical

right

up, Gwendolyn was fully aware that on–call doctors usually handle such emergencies, but Claude’s case was delicate, and she had

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

keenly anticipated, was abruptly interrupted.

anger. His voice was hoarse as he

you there.”

how important the new deal is for

That was his final concession. Cliff was

the one

the dressing room to change before leaving

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

then

a chuckle, “How did it go?

eyebrow, no wonder his usually reserved wife had spoken

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