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Chapter 188
Chapter 188
Chapter 188
“Just grab a beer and join in, Gwendolyn! No need to be shy!”
Gwendolyn found herself in a bind, her eyes darting toward Howard with a silent plea for rescue. She really was at a loss
“Mr. Chadwick…”
“You can’t tum down good company, Howard said softly
With no other cholce, Gwendolyn resigned herself to the situation.
The pair of champagne flutes were already filled with a light ale, which was just enough for a quick sip.
“Cheers!”
Her lips pursed with nerves, Gwendolyn clutched the champagne flute and looked over at Howard. Howard guided her hand around his arm, his eyes locked on hers.
At that moment, Gwendolyn felt a sudden surge of confidence, her eyes fluttering shut as she took a sip of the champagne.
It was a sharp and tingling sensation.
The liquid made its way down her throat, but the warmth it left was sweet.
Their wedding night had lacked ceremony, the clinking of glasses, and a grand reception.
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If only… A whimsical thought crossed Gwendolyn, perhaps the champagne was getting to her head.
She held the champagne flute, her arm still raised, gazing through the dim light at the striking man before her.
Others in the room chuckled at the sight.
I’ve never seen Howard take anything so seriously, not even back in the day…..
“Looks like he’s invested.”
“Don’t be shy. Gwendolyn, We’re all easy to get along with.”
They offered their comforting words while only Ryan sat to the side, scoffing, “Looks like you’ve totally erased your ex from your memory.”
His remark shifted the mood.
Without missing a beat, Ryan stood up. “I’ve got to pick someone up.”
“Who’s he going to pick up? Everyone’s already here.”
Among them, Ryan and Howard held a certain prestige from gotable families. The Gonzalez family might not mean much in Bayridge City, but it carried weight in the Capital,
Nathan cooled his expression, explaining to Howard and Gwendolyn, “He’s probably acting up again. Don’t mind him. He’s got too much pride, always spoiling the mood,”
Gwendolyn nodded, feeling Ryan’s disdain, perhaps even hatred towards her.
Howard squeezed her wrist gently and said, “If you don’t want to stay, we can head home.”
“But…”
It was rare for him to catch up with his friends.
Determined, Gwendolyn replied, “I want to stay here. Mr. Chadwick, why don’t you chat more with them? I’m fine sitting here. It’s all quite fascinating to me.”
She was considering Howard’s feelings.
“Alright then, stay put there!
Howard helped her sit down and poured her a glass of fruit punch, “No more alcohol for you
“Mr. Chadwick, you shouldn’t drink either You need to recover”
Their sweet exchanges made the single folks in the room howl in protest Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
“Howard, you really don’t consider us outsiders, do you? What’s Jeannie up to these days? I’m thinking of becoming her husband!”
“Howard only has one sister, how are we going to share?”
Laughter filled the room.
The door to the private club room swung open.
“What’s all the fuss about?” A girl’s voice, sweet as a bell, rang out as she stood next to Ryan, “Burprised to see me?”
She was dressed in a white dress with a red and black checkered headband, slender and poised.