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

long after, the other

and answered again.

Mr. Beast, is your wife at home? How do you know if the

replied impatiently, “I’m

that, he hung up again.

time the other party didn’t call back, but a few minutes later, his phone received a

taken in a dimly lit environment, but it was clear to see that the woman lying drunk

Celeste squinted her eyes and shook her empty glass, stammering, “Who had

bartender handed her a glass of water, “Here’s your

next second cursed, “You tricked me with water? Are you afraid I get drunk and not pay? I tell you, my husband

tell the

with enough cars to 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 able to enjoy those things anymore, asking how to get more money in the

he no

car parked

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

a bar, dressed in a suit

fit in better at a high-scale gathering of celebs, not

right? Maybe he just wanted to experience the

greeted him with a professional smile, “Welcome…”

glass, “What are you saying? You haven’t poured

try to calm her down,

close.”

else has a drink,

was obviously not good at hiding her feelings. Seeing the Bugatti owner approaching, the bartender suddenly had an idea, “We really are out of alcohol. This gentleman bought

frowned and wobbled up, grabbing the man’s collar and poking his

messy, and she reeked of alcohol, a far cry from her usual

and pushed her hand away.

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