And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 302

Selina slipped quietly into the bathroom, her fingers working to pick a few strands of hair, complete with follicles, from the bristles of her cushion brush. Clutching them in her palm, she let out a sigh of relief

before leaving the room.

A chilling male voice echoed from behind, “Selina, what are you sneaking around for?” Skyler Hamilton, clad in his loose pajamas, pinned her down with a sharp gaze.

Startled, Selina’s face went pale. “Are you freaking crazy?” she snapped back.

“If you’ve done nothing wrong, you wouldn’t be afraid,” Skyler retorted, sniffing the air, “That reek of booze, out partying, were you?”

“It’s none of your business. Stop picking on me,” Selina fired back, with a pointed addition, “Mom wants a warm, harmonious home. You wouldn’t want to let her down, would you?”

Holding her breath, she skirted around

He let out a disdainful snort. If it weren’t for Magnolia, he couldn’t even pretend to get along with Selina.

Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number nonchalantly, “I’m in for the hairpin bend race tonight, and sign me up.”

He had no intention of sticking around the house.

workers to replace the fixed lounge

making sure nothing unsightly was left

taken the day off and was home, too languid

half from all the dancing, and the lounge chair had been terribly

uncomfortable.

pool until well past midnight, with Howard seemingly inexhaustible, demanding she profess her love for him and him alone,

never would have guessed that behind his cool, ascetic exterior, he was

bed.

the other hand, had slept until noon and was now nursing a slight

Gwendolyn sneezed again.

“Mrs. Chadwick, you might want to take some cold medicine and get some rest. How did you catch a chill, anyway? Is the air conditioning in the cottage up

shook her head,

pool water had been too cold at midnight, the poolside too icy, while his body had been feverishly hot. She had been caught between fire

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“Make sure everything is tight and secure. The last set of chairs we got fell apart way too

flushed deeply.

fine quality, and it was Howard’s vigorous enthusiasm

shaken them apart.