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

didn’t dial the wrong number. She left this number. Mr. Beast, is your wife at home? How do you know if

impatiently, “I’m not Mr. Beast”

saying that, he hung up

call back, but a

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

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

a glass of water, “Here’s your drink.”

glass and drank a big gulp, then the next second cursed, “You tricked me with water? Are you afraid I get drunk and not pay? I tell you, my husband is very rich! He can

She could still tell the difference between water and alcohol, but she kept babbling

on trips. Then a while later, she was crying and complaining about

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

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

exclaimed, “Wow,

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

a bar, dressed in a suit and tie, looking all serious and

at a high-scale gathering

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

him with a professional

annoyed, tapped her glass, “What are you saying? You haven’t

only try to calm her

close.”

has a drink, why

Bugatti owner approaching, the bartender suddenly had an idea, “We really are out

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

disheveled, her hair messy, and she reeked of alcohol, a

and pushed her hand away.

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