And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 298

He frowned and asked, “Why the pills? Don’t want to have a baby with me?”

“No, that’s not it.” Gwendolyn hurried to clarify, “Mr. Chadwick is managing the clinic for me, and I’m afraid I’m spreading myself too thin. I do want to have children with you, but I just wanted to get the clinic running smoothly first, before…”

“Don’t take those pills again, they’re bad for your health.”

Howard ruffled her hair affectionately, “You should have told me last night.”

“I was afraid you’d think it wouldn’t be as good,” she mumbled, her eyes downcast and a touch of hurt in:

her voice.

She had gone down the internet rabbit hole, reading all sorts of nonsense about how using condoms could ruin the experience, and guys hated it. She didn’t want their first time to be marred by a bad impression.

“Silly girl, there are so many other ways to play it safe. You’re a doctor, and you should know better.”

Indeed.

Gwendolyn remembered the plethora of birth control methods that didn’t involve a condom.

“Mr. Chadwick, I understand,” she whispered.

on, let’s go

Gwendolyn obediently headed outside. Howard opened the bedside drawer, took out a box of something,

pool was grand, a good five

which rose above her shoulders. Clinging to an oversized floatie, she felt utterly secure. Howard lifted her out, saying, “Let’s warm up

“Oh, okay.”

stretching gracefully, her attractive figure

large hand guiding her

he stood behind her, his dominant male presence enveloping her.

wiggled her hips bashfully.

into the

than Gwendolyn was back in the pool. She asked, “Mr. Chadwick, what made you want to teach me to swim all of

don’t want you

incident at the Lopez family’s Sapphire Serenity Lake and took time out of his busy schedule to teach her swimming.

strict instructor, not

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by stroke, learning the simple breaststroke. It was hard to say whether it was due to excellent teaching or natural talent, but she soon got the hang of it and could manage a couple of laps.

enough,” Howard

for air. Swimming was exhausting, and