And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 274

“Paint on me.” Her voice was s

soft tinged with a pouty defiance.

Howard’s breath hitched, his gaze darkened, “Are you sure?”

He hadn’t picked up a brush since he was ten.

“Of course!” Gwendolyn’s eyes brimmed with tears, her voice breaking as she spoke, “Is it only Selina you want to paint? I’ve seen it all

Tears streamed down her face, her weeping figure epitomizing sheer misery. With a crying tone, she accused, “Right here, you painted so many of her! She was naked! And she had Candy come over to collect them, just to embarrass mel Mr. Chadwick, I hate you.”

Howard’s eyes were a deep well of darkness, his voice icy, “I have never painted another woman’s nude.”

Clearly, Selina had done more than just sneak a camera into the bedroom to catch Gwendolyn changing into her lace slip dress. She had also planted something in the studio, scheming vile things behind closed doors.

“You’re lying! You did paint her, I want one too!”

Gwendolyn let her emotions run wild, weeping bitterly. She loved Howard, yet so many around them did not want to see them together.

up, and tonight they spilled

dress, pointing to her backside, “Paint here!

Yet Howard couldn’t bring himself to scold her, to

wrist, “Stop undressing. Any more and you’ll have nothing left

be naked!” she wanted to defy him, to challenge

painted anyone else,” Howard insisted, earnestly.

drink–induced blackout, she wouldn’t remember

well be

thrust a thick, black marker pen into his hand, stubbomly insisting, “Paint! Right

at her backside.

the smooth,

Gwendolyn, nearly limp in

looked down to see a vision

she’d surely die of shame. To have bared herself, demanding a

the prim and proper lady

uncapped the market tossing the lid aside, and the thick nib touched her lower back. The cool sensation made Gwendolyn shiver,

Her eyes were hazy with the fog of drink, but she clung to

husky as he replied,

will you? I’ll forget,” she murmured, heavy