And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 178

Gweedoho stayed put, letting him lean on her.

Hs warmth transferred to her body, his intermittent kisses keeping her nerves on edge. She had no idea what to do in this situation, so she left him to his devices.

Thankful: Howard’s consciousness was sharp. Aside from kissing, he did nothing more.

It was as if pressing against her was his way of seeking rellef.

Never had Gwendolyn felt the journey home to be so interminably long.

When Cliff parked the car in front of the quaint cottage, Gwendolyn breathed a sigh of relief.

“Mr. Chadwick, we’ve arrived!” she announced.

Howard planted a firm kiss on her lips and finally stood up.

His tie was loosened and a few strands of hair on his forehead were disheveled and damp.

His eyes were especially intense, fixed on her. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Gwendolyn awkwardly turned her head and opened the car door. The night breeze blew in, scattering the ambiguous atmosphere within.

Without a word, Howard staggered out of the car, and Gwendolyn noticed his unsteady steps.

She wanted to lend a hand but for some reason, she pulled back.

Howard slowly entered the living room. Marina was out, probably at her line dancing class, Gwendolyn guessed. She watched as Howard climbed the stairs, slower than usual.

Gwendolyn was certain. He must have eaten the same thing as Vivien!

As to why such a coincidence occurred, she didn’t rule out Vivien’s scheming.

“Mr. Chadwick!” Gwendolyn called after him.

But his bedroom door closed.

“Mr. Chadwick…” Gwendolyn knocked on the door. “Please let me in.”

She could take his pulse and see what was truly wrong. If it was serious, they might need to rush to the hospital.

“Are you sure you want to come in?” his hoarse voice asked from the other side.

Even through the door, Gwendolyn could sense the danger.

She hesitated, but thinking she couldn’t just leave him be, she said, “I need to come in!”

As the door opened, Howard grabbed her wrist, spun her around, and pinned her against the door.

He leaned in and planted a passionate, wild kiss on her.

This was no tentative taste like in the car. It was a fierce onslaught.

The suppressed urge within him burst forth.

Gwendolyn’s breath became ragged.

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She couldn’t reglat, only pleading sutily for meny

The commte of Howard’s eyes reddened with passion. His hands gripped her waist as he kissed her, moving towards the grand bad in the room

Gwendolyn stumbled, pressed down upon the soft bed under his kisses

His kisses took her breath away. Now she was truly frightened.

But Howard seemed out of control, quite unlike his usually restrained self. His hands moved over her dress, even attempting to undo her bullons. Gwendolyn was at a loss,

She could hear the sound of a drawer being pulled open, the rustle of plastic in the quiet room.

Gwendolyn knew what he was reaching for. With her nearly healed left hand, she clutched his hand tightly. saying loudly.

“Mr. Chadwick! You must be sick!”

Howard finally snapped back to reality, looking eyes with her and taking a deep breath.

Noticing his pause, Gwendolyn briefly exhaled in relief.

Fear swam in her eyes.

Mr. Chadwick, let me help you,”