My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 8

She was wearing a gentle low ponytail, looking delicate from behind. She was looking down at her phone, seemingly not noticing the person who had walked up to her.

“What are you doing here?” The questioning tone sounded somewhat cold..

Seeing him early in the morning. Celeste’s mood instantly became bad, and her voice was somewhat impatient. She said, “You can be here, why can’t I?”

Liam scoffed, “Haven’t you had enough of playing the stalking game?”

Celeste frowned, who gave him such confidence?

not speaking, Liam was even more convinced of his suspicion. His mood improved a bit, but his tone was still cold,

you’re narcissistic? Who’s stalking you? Did I stalk you by coming out of the elevator? Did I ever utter one word to you?

Nicolas, who was eavesdropping from the shadows, couldn’t help

him, and he immediately fled

a straight face,

even more cutting, “What’s

eyelid twitched, and he estimated that if they continued, they would start arguing. He suppressed his anger, and curtly said, “Kaylee is back; Mom wants us to come over for dinner tomorrow.”

flatly, “What’s it to me? We’re about to get divorced; I don’t need to play the happy family act with you anymore, right?”

Clothes? Bags? Jewelry? Or is it for the Campbell family to get a project? You want a divorce, and then run away from home. For such a realistic act, how much does Shawn Campbell want

and she slowly clenched her trembling

birthday gift from Liam in their first year of marriage. No, to be precise,

time, she would ask him for gifts in a flirting way, hoping to make him remember these

her eyes were, in his view, her insatiable