Chapter 230
Chapter 230
*Tomorrow’s thest day of your volunteer clinic, right? When you guys return, I’m throwing a wee
home party!” Sandra offered enthusiastically.
“Thank you,” Gwendolyn replied with grace.
“Don’t mention it. And hey, do me a favor and brush up on that material I gave you, the good stuff.
Guys love that, Sandra said at breakneck speed before hanging up.
Gwendolyn stood there, slightly dumbfounded.
Was that stuff, um, useful?
Gwendolyn bit her lip, recalling how Howard hadmentedst time that those kinds of movies are
dull while watching alone and that it took two to add to the fun.
Did he enjoy them, too?
Gwendolyn’s cheeks burned at the thought, and she quickly finished in themunal shower before
slipping into a clean outfit.
As Gwendolyn returned to her room, it was quiet and spotless. The locals, whom Howard had helped
save, couldn’t express their gratitude in words, so they cleaned the ce from top to bottom as a token
of thanks.
Howard was sitting on the bed, shirtless, his right arm wrapped in a bandage with a faint hint of blood
seeping through. The young doctor was finishing up with his wound, tying a bow on the dressing.
Catching sight of Gwendolyn, he announced, “Dr. Quigley, I’ve gotten his wound bandaged but there
might be a scar. You’re up dealing with the patient’s mood. Got my cell service back now, so I’m off to
call my girlfriend.”
With a teasing grin, he packed his tools and left.
Once the door shut, silence returned to the room.
Gwendolyn edged closer to the bed and whispered, “Mr. Chadwick, I’m sorry.”
“For what?” Howard asked casually, his detached tone cutting like a knife.
A wave of guilt surged within Gwendolyn, and she confessed with a trembling voice, “I shouldn’t have
let
“Is that all?” he questioned, dissatisfaction clear.
“And for… giving you the cold shoulder on purpose.”
for
you get hurt. It’s my fault.”
“So, you knew you gave me a cold shoulder?” His eyes were like shards of ice, forbidding and
unapproachable.
As Gwendolyn’s guilt intensified, her voice wavered. “I saw the rification online. I’m sorry.”
So, she had seen it, and that was why she felt guilty.
Howard let out a coldugh, but as he looked at Gwendolyn’s pitiful state, a pang of tenderness struck
him, and he reached out to pinch. Gwendolyn’s blushing lip, saying, “Girl, you’re so stubborn. Is it that
hard to say you’re jealous or miss me?”
His fingers pressed firmly against Gwendolyn’s lip punishment in disguise. Gwendolyn’s lips, plump
and tempting, swelled and reddened under his touch.
Gwendolyn winced in pain, her mouth opening slightly.
“Say something nice, and I might let bygones be bygones,” he said, releasing his grasp and watching
her with an amused expression.
Gwendolyn bit her lip gently. Sandra had said men are easy to appease, so she resolved to tter a
little more.
“Mr. Chadwick, I was wrong. Please forgive me, will you? I promise it won’t happen again,” Gwendolyn
pleaded softly.
For someone as reserved as Gwendolyn, this attempt at being coquettish was no smalt feat.
“Is that it?” Howard teased. “Gwendolyn, you’re not sincere. A stranger could apologize better, and
here we are, husband and wife.”
The words “husband and wife” tasted sweet as honeying from his mouth.
Gwendolyn licked her swollen lips, awkwardly calling out, “Honey…”
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She remembered that Howard liked it when she called him that.
“Honey, I shouldn’t have given you the silent treatment,” Gwendolyn said softly, “Please forgive me.
And…”
“And what?” Howard’s heart softened a bit. He enjoyed teasing Gwendolyn. He wanted to see how far
Gwendolyn could go and what other enchanting words she might muster.
Gwendolyn’s cheeks flushed a deeper red, and she boldly leaned in to lightly kiss the corner of his lips.
In a whisper, she offered, “I could watch that movie with you.”