And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 284

“Right away, there’s a pot of stew simmering in the kitchen, I called out.

“Alright.”

Howard shrugged off his coat and hung it neatly on the mock, placing the stack of documents on the coffee table. He settled comfortably at the dining table as Gwendolyn, with measured steps, took her seat opposite him

Marina arved with the stew, lifting the lid as she announced, “Oyster stew, hearty and nourishing”

Howard’s expression twisted slightly.

Gwendolyn was no stranger to this sort of tonic cuisine and well understood the intention behind such a stew–it was meant as a fortifying dish.

Especially when she noticed the ingredients meant to invigorate, to strengthen the weak and weary. It was a remedy of sorts.

“Each of you gets a bowl, and I want to see clean bowls, Marina declared while dishing out their hearty shares.

Under Marina’s watchful eye, Gwendolyn and Howard dutifully sipped their stew until the bowls were empty, earning them a satisfied nod from Manna as she left

Gwendolyn stole a glance at Howard, catching his intense gaze

A silent current charged the air between them, ripe with unspoken promise.

I’m quite full, Gwendolyn murmured.

you freshen up, change into that dress, and meet me in

her movements

the door behind her with shaky fingers. She pulled out a black lace slip dress and, with mix of nerves and anticipation, retrieved a USB drive given to her by Sandra. Was

do to please Mr. Chadwick? How should she react in unexpected situations?

dialed Sandra in desperation. The call connected quickly, though Sandra’s voice sounded add.

my first

rasped. “But

pause, Sandra continued unevenly. “Gwendolyn, men are usually… quick the first time. Is it

“L. uh!”

bothered by your dog again,

gotta

Gwendolyn

some insight. After forcing herself to read for over ten minutes, she gathered her courage, grabbed the slip dress, and headed

spent an hour in the bathroom, her skin scrubbed to a rosy glow. Dressed in the nearly transparent slip and bundled in a thick robe, she made her way to the

Howard already there, a few droplets of water clinging to the locks of hair on

the comers as he saw her, bis gaze serious yet resolute.

you here to face