Chapter 155


    Chapter 155


    “Hello? Hi there, I’m Gwendolyn. May I ask who’s speaking?”


    Gwendolyn’s voice was soft, her words floating out tentatively


    There was a pause on the other end, a silence stretching out.


    “Hello?”


    Gwendolyn furrowed her brow, wondering if she had dialed the wrong number.


    Just then, from the steam–filled bathroom, Howard called out, “Gwendolyn, time for your bath.”


    “Coming!” she shouted back


    The breathing on the other end of the line grew erratic, and the caller hung up abruptly.


    How odd!


    Gwendolyn didn’t dwell on it, cing her phone on the nightstand before heading towards the


    bathroom.


    Inside the bathroom, steam swirled around her.


    Howard’s suit jackety tossed aside on the vanity, his shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal the defined


    muscles of his forearms.


    His usually indifferent eyes softened as he spoke, “The doctor said the cuts aren’t serious. Just keep


    your hands dry, and you’ll be fine.”


    “Okay.”


    Gwendolyn stood by, waiting for him to leave, but he showed no signs of moving.


    “Mr. Chadwick, aren’t you leaving?”


    “Can you manage a bath with those hands?” Howard’s gaze was teasing as itnded on her hands,


    wrapped up like little puffs of dough, “Well…”


    Gwendolyn was at a loss for words


    “Til help you”


    There was a straightforwardness in his offer, his fingers reaching behind her, pinching the zipper of her


    dress.


    “Mr. Chadwick.….”


    “Gwendolyn, however you felt about me once, I feel the same about you now.” His eyes were like the


    deep sea, waves pulling her in.


    Her body stiffened, eyes


    es shut tight. She let him proceed.


    The dress slipped off and was tossed aside.


    Next came the undergarments.


    She sat in the bathtub like a marite, grateful for the bubbles that shielded her from his g


    gaze. Otherwise, Gwendolyn swore she’d dig


    a hole and bury herself in it


    Warm hands rested on her shoulders, his rough fingerprints grazing her skin.


    The bathroom was filled with the rich scent of aromatic oils, blending g with the steam.


    And he was the epitome of cool restraint.


    Gwendolyn spun her head, her heartstrings tugged.


    “What’s on Dr. Quigley’s mind?”


    He always called her by her professional title when he was up to mischief.


    A shiver ran through her at the sound of her name.


    “Nothing”


    His fingers trailed droplets of water down her neck as he spokenguidly. “Tomorrow, I’ll take you to


    im what’s ours. How about that?”


    “How so?” Gwendolyn yed along.


    “The shareholders‘ meeting”


    “Alright”


    Her voice was soft, her eyes brimming with unspoken emotions.


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    Howard swallowed hard, pulling away with effort.


    “Don’t soak too long. Stand up, let me rinse you off, his voice was husky


    Gwendolyn braced herself and stood


    The showerhead rained down on her each drop sending shivers along her skin. His hands moved over


    her following the water’s trail, washing away the foam Gwendolyn dared not think about how she must


    look to him.


    She was using up all the courage she had


    Finally, a bathrobe was draped over her.


    Only then did Gwendolyn allow herself


    open her eyes.


    The bathroom was filled with a misty warmth, blurring her vision.


    But his dark, intense eyes were unmistakable.


    “Mr. Chadwick…” Her voice came out soft almost coquettish


    A blush crept over Gwendolyn’s cheeks.


    Howard leaned down, slowly closing the distance.


    Gwendolyn didn’t pull away. Instead, she naturally closed her eyes, consenting to his advance.


    Soon, she was enveloped in his familiar scent, his breath quickening next to her ear, along with the


    steady rhythm of his heart. She couldn’t help but stiffen, tilting her head back to meet his.Exclusive content from N?velDrama.Org.