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.

piled up, and tonight

pointing to her

Howard couldn’t bring himself to scold her, to

out, taking her wrist, “Stop undressing. Any more and

I be naked!” she wanted to defy

never painted anyone else,”

drink–induced blackout, she wouldn’t remember

as well be speaking to the wind.

into his hand, stubbomly insisting, “Paint! Right

pointed at her backside.

glanced at the

Gwendolyn, nearly limp in

down to see a vision of

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

prim and proper lady

thick nib touched her lower back. The

did you really never paint Selina?” Her eyes were hazy with the fog of drink, but

was husky as he replied, “Never”

will you? I’ll forget,” she murmured, heavy with the scent of alcohol, leaning against his chest.