My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

“What are you doing!” Nannie shouted, pushing and struggling. “Put me down!”

Oliver set her down on the bed and pinned her down.

Just as he was about to lean in for a kiss, Nannie shoved him away, holding up a hairpin and asking. “Where did this come from? You haven’t explained.” Oliver chuckled softly, took the hairpin and clipped it into her hair, “The shopkeeper didn’t have change when I went to buy cigarettes, so he gave me this hairpin.”

He then lifted Nannie’s chin, examined her closely and chuckled, “Looks pretty good”

Nannie took off the hairclip, glanced at it, then tossed it aside, “It’s tacky and ugly”

She then wrapped her arms around Oliver’s neck and said softly. “My visa is almost ready, I’ll fly over to see you and spend half a year there.”

“Half a year.” Oliver mumbled, looking at her, “Isn’t that a bit too long?”

pass quickly Nannie paused, then continued at a leisurely pace, “I

guess I’ll have to keep my eyes

on the shoulder, glaring at

when a reflector board crashed down next to their bed, narrowly

was interrupted and Javier, the director, was furious, “What the hell? Can’t even

reflector board looked awkward. Somehow, his elbow felt

there’s no air conditioning in this room, it’s normal to sweat and lose grip.” He handed Javier a cup of watermelon juice, “Have a drink to cool

Nicolas. He took the juice and said, “Mr. Francis, what brings you

big budget movie, I’m womed she might be nervous, so I came to cheer her

a small supporting role and the big boss made a special trip to

gossip on Nicolas, it was probably less about checking on his employee and more about seeing his

Javier could say anything, Nicolas was already calling out to everyone on set, Come get some juice, cool down, then we can continue working.” He then turned to someone and said, “Liam, hurry

Liam?

who was fixing her hair, looked up when she heard the name