And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

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Chapter 189 "I caught the news that you were heading back but didn't imagine you'd rock up on tonight's flight. You've been gone for months, you heartbreaker" Gwendolyn watched as those previously nonchalant young men stood up to greet Selina at the door. A flicker of astonishment crossed her eyes. So this was Selina.

Even prettier and more poised than on the big screen, she stood there like a vision.

She was the swan on a moonlit lake, graceful and majestic, yet enchantingly delicate.

The crowd gathered around her, firing question after question.

She seemed destined for adoration, the center of attention. Clearly a girl mined in the lap of luxury, impossibly perfect.

"Bob" "Nathan!" Selina greeted them with impeccable politeness.

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Finally, her gaze settled on Howard and Gwendolyn.

"Howie." Her voice was soft, tenderly lingering as she called his name.

The two syllables seemed to swirl on her tongue, infused with a hint of sweetness.

"Is this your lucky bride?" Selina's eyes shimmered with curiosity as she gazed at Gwendolyn, "She's quite the looker.

Extending her hand in a gesture of goodwill, she introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Selina." She was brimming with confidence.

Gwendolyn shifted her gaze from Selina's white Parisian dress to reveal a gentle smile, "I'm Gwendolyn." An awkward silence fell.

Nathan looked uneasy, glaring at Ryan Why did Ryan invite Selina at a tlike this, if not to ruffle Howard? Ryan just raised an eyebrow, provocatively.

Howard kept his cool, his eyes were deep and icy, like snow crowning a distant mountain. His hand held Gwendolyn's wrist, his fingertips lightly caressing, tickling her skin.

Selina maintained her smile, seemingly oblivious to the tension.

She settled into the couch, mingling and nurturing connections with others.

Meanwhile, Gwendolyn and Howard seemed to exist in their own world, impervious to intrusion.

Howard listlessly fed Gwendolyn from the fruit platter, leaning back at ease.

"Mr. Chadwick, Il full," Gwendolyn whispered.

room was loud and she e had to lean in to speak to Howard, their interactions growing more intimate The music in the room "Then feed me," he offered, handing her the silver fork.

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Gwendolyn shrugged off the momentary discomfort, her lips curling into a question, "Which fruit would you like?" "Anything's fine," Howard replied nonchalantly.

Gwendolyn picked up a slice of cantaloupe, holding it to his lips,

His gaze was intense, almost tangible as he said, 'velost myM head home." The appetite. Let's he content is on novelenglish.net! "Sure" Gwendolyn saw no reason to disagree.

Howard stood up, pulling her with him, as the others in the room watched.

"It's getting late. We're heading out" Howard announced firmly.

Gwendolyn, standing beside him, remained silent, fully endorsing his decision.

"Leaving so soon? It's only nine "Married men sure are different."

Most teased, except for Ryan, who said with a sardonic edge, "What's the rush e you snubbing me?" 10:44

Selina frowned, her eyes welling up, "Howie, or you leaving because ma?" ба Her eyes were like pools of emotion, irresistibly pitiable.

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