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 other party

frowned and answered again.

number. Mr. Beast, is your wife

replied impatiently, “I’m not Mr. Beast”

that, he

call back, but a few minutes later, his phone received

in a dimly lit environment, but it was clear to see that the woman lying drunk on the bar counter was Celeste Liam’s eyes darkened, and he immediately

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

handed her a glass

I tell you, my husband is very rich! He can buy all the bars for me, do you think he cares about this little drink money? Pour me another!”

She could still tell the difference between water

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

very envious, after all, he no longer had the energy to

came from the entrance, a gray sports car parked outside the bar, splashing a string of

“Wow,

door open, a man holding an umbrella walked out, heading straight for the

man walked into a bar, dressed in a suit and tie, looking all serious and out of

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

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

bartender greeted him with a professional smile,

“What are you saying? You haven’t poured me a drink yet!

loss with the drunk girl and could only try to calm her down, “Miss, we’re out of alcohol, and the bar is about to

close.”

else has a drink,

girl 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 the last of it. Maybe you

frowned and wobbled up, grabbing the man’s collar and poking his chin, “Did you buy

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

and pushed her

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