Chapter 13 Rich Hot And Infertile Husband (Or Maybe Not)

• althy family, if he Sometimes she couldn’t help but tease Liam was lucky to be bom in it probably starve to death before he grew up! ordinary family, he would This issue made Celeste feel embarrassed, so she said. “There are several high-scale restaurants downstairs. You can go and buy a meal for him ” Owen smiled and said. “Mr Reed doesn’t like the food from those high-scale restaurants. He prefers home-cooked meals. lunchbox he used to get which he quite liked” Celeste understood what he meant.
• It seemed like this was deliberately causing trouble Thinking of the days when she had painstakingly made lunchboxes for Liam, Celeste felt ashamed Back then, she had just married into the Reed family and took care of Liam wholeheartedly believing that to catch a man’s heart you must first catch his stomach” and learning to cook diligently However, her cooking skills were not good. Even so, she insisted on making lunchboxes for Liam Until one day she saw Liam dump the entire lunchbox into the trash, and she realized that all her efforts were in vain, and there love between them. After that, she never cooked again. Now that Liam asked her to cook, she felt insulted To avoid the topic, she changed the subject and said, “Alright, I make something for him now, but where can I find him after work? Owen immediately suggested.
• “There’s a private kitchen in the company cafetena that you can use freely” Celeste was speechless, feeling that this was obviously a trap, but in order to get a divorce, she still went to the private reluctantly The kitchen facilities were better than she expected, and various ingredients were readily available Staring at the ingredients, she was in a daze for a while before suddenly having a brilliant idea, deciding to make a simple home-cooked dish. About twenty minutes later, she finished something that looked pretty good. She tidied up her clothes, turned to Owen, and said, “Owen, take me to Mr. Reed” Liam’s office was on the twelfth floor Owen gently knocked on the door and whispered, “Mr. Reed, your wife has brought lunch for you.” Celeste Wasn’t this what he wanted her to do? Liam’s cold voice came from inside. “Let her in.