My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 38

Chapter 38

The sounds from outside the window were no help to him. What he wanted to hear wasn’t that

“Knock, knock-

The knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. Liam said thoughtfully. “Come in”

The maid entered with a cup of tea.

“Sir, the black tea is ready”

Liam took off his glasses, rubbed the comers of his eyes, and said tiredly. “Thank you, put it there”

The maid put down the tea and left

Liam took a sip and frowned. It didn’t taste the same as before, a bit sour and nauseating

He didn’t drink any more, and just as he was about to pick up his book, his phone rang

He glanced at it, saw it was a strange number, and didn’t answer

The call rang for a while, and then the other party called again. He finally pressed the answer key

“Hello, Mr. Beast Your wife got drunk at our bar. Can you come and pick her up?”

“You got the wrong number”

Liam said indifferently and hung up

not long after, the

and answered

the wrong number. She left this number. Mr. Beast, is your wife at

impatiently, “I’m not Mr.

saying that, he hung

a

lying drunk on the bar counter was Celeste Liam’s eyes darkened, and he immediately called back, “Where is it?”

drink? Celeste squinted her eyes and shook her empty

glass of water, “Here’s

you afraid I get drunk and not pay? I tell

the difference between water and alcohol, but she kept babbling about where she lived

fill an underground garage, who traveled in a Rolls-Royce and took a private jet on trips. Then a while later, she was crying and complaining about having to divorce and not being

after all, he no

a gray sports car parked outside the bar, splashing a string of water

nearby exclaimed, “Wow, it’s a Bugatti!”

aback, and the next second saw the car door open, a man holding an umbrella walked out, heading straight for the

bar, dressed in a suit

fit in better at a high-scale gathering of

were thinking, right? Maybe he just wanted to experience the vibe of a small

greeted him with a professional smile,

you saying? You haven’t

and could only try to calm her down, “Miss, we’re out of alcohol,

close.”

else has a drink, why

bartender suddenly had an idea,

collar and

her hair messy, and she reeked of alcohol, a

and pushed her hand

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