Chapter 261 Rich Hot And Infertile Husband (Or Maybe Not)

• But after being with you for a long time, you seem to be getting more and more beautiful.” Celeste suddenly wanted to shove a stack of bills into Liam’s mouth. Liam babbled on, saying a lot of things that Celeste couldn’t quite remember. His voice grew softer and softer in her ear, and they both unknowingly fell asleep. Money may look good, but it’s not comfortable to sleep on, Celeste woke up the next day, her body aching from the cash beneath her. She opened her eyes and stared at the familiar ceiling, taking a few minutes to recall the events of the previous night. Liam was still fast asleep, his hand tightly hooked around her waist. Celeste removed his hand, checked the time on her phone, and saw that it was just past six. She called Owen again, but he still didn’t pick up. Estimating the time, she figured Liam would wake up soon, so she called Nicolas. On the phone, she just told Nicolas that something had happened at Liams place and asked him to help deal with it. Nicolas was still half-asleep, but when he heard that Celeste had spent the night with Liam, he immediately perked up, got dressed, and drove over to Pinecrest Manor Liam was awakened by the doorbell. He frowned, as he was very unhappy about being woken up, and it took him a while to sit up.
• It was only after sitting up that he realized he wasn’t in bed. He looked down and pursed his lips. Nicolas had been calling out for a long time before Liam finally came to open the door. Seeing Liam still half–asleep and not having changed his clothes, Nicolas immediately imagined a dramatic scene and smirked, “Impressive! I thought it would take some time, but I didn’t expect you to win Celeste over so quickly!” As he walked in, he asked, “Where’s Celeste? She said there was an issue here. What happened… Oh!” Nicolas stood in the entrance, looking at the piles of cash all over the room, and blurted out a curse, “Did you rob a bank last night or something?” Liam rubbed his temples, his hangover giving him a massive headache, “Why are you here?” “Your wife… your ex–wife let me here, okay?” Nicolas forced his eyes away from the cash, “She called me at like 6 in the morning, said there was some stuff going on here, and asked me to come help you out.” He paused and added, “Was she talking about the bank robbery?” Liam ignored that part and frowned, “Celeste called you? She was with me last night?“ Liam rubbed his temples, thinking hard, but was only able to recall lying on a pile of money with Celeste. Everything in between was just bits and pieces.
• His last memory was at the dinner table, picking up shrimp for Celeste. Nicolas looked at Liam’s frowning face and said angrily, “I told you last night that you had her home, so why didn’t you do something more grown–up?” Liam glared at him, “Clean up your dirty thoughts. Not everyone’s like you, only thinking about that.” Nicolas argued, “You’re so serious, yet you sleep with Celeste. You might as well become a monk. Do you want to get married or not?” Liam ignored him, “Marriage is for legally sleeping together. Do you think everyone is as Irresponsible as you?” Nicolas snorted and hit back without mercy. “Now you don’t even have a marriage certificate.” Liam fell silent. Seeing Liam’s gloomy face, Nicolas tried to comfort him, “Last night Celeste was still willing to send you home. It seems like you guys haven’t reached the breaking point yet.