Chapter 292 Rich Hot And Infertile Husband (Or Maybe Not)

• Where the hell was Trisha? How long does it take to move a car? Celeste picked up her phone to call Trisha, and it quickly connected. “Trisha, what’s taking so long?” Nicolas’s voice came from the other end: “Trisha’s with me.” Celeste frowned. “She’s with you?” “Dr. Ledford asked her out. She’s shy; she needed me to tag along.
• ” Celeste was even more confused. Since when was Trisha this close to Nicolas? Trisha wouldn’t go on a date in her pajamas, would she? “Give the phone to Trisha; I need to talk to her.” “Alright,” Nicolas replied. Half a minute later, Trisha’s voice came through the phone: “Letti, I’ll be back late tonight.” Celeste was surprised: “You’re actually going out with Dr. Ledford.” Trisha mumbled an affirmative and whispered, “Don’t worry, I’ll be back after I’ve had my fun.” “Alright then, come back early.” “Okay.” After hanging up, Trisha covered her chest with her clothes, gritted her teeth, and said, “That’s enough! Get out of the dressing room!” Nicolas/chuckled and pinched her face. “Pick any clothes you like.
• I will send you a few more sets. Guaranteed to help you win over your crush.” Trisha wished she could rush over and bite this bastard’s face off! Just as Celeste hung up, she smelled something burning. She walked over to see that a section of the shirt had turned yellow. Her eye twitched as she turned off the gas and snatched the shirt from him. Not long after, Liam saw Celeste bring out a small heater, hang the shirt up on the balcony, and use the heater to dry it. After finishing, Celeste picked up her script, sat cross–legged on a single sofa, and began reading. Liam sat next to her and asked, “Are you still coming to Grandma’s birthday?” Celeste flipped a page and asked, “Why wouldn’t I?” She knew why he was asking.