Chapter 327 Rich Hot And Infertile Husband (Or Maybe Not)

• A few minutes later, Trisha got up to wash her hands. Nicolas tumed around, about to say something, only to see Trisha’s eyes welling up with tears. He was startled and immediately removed his headphones and whispered, “I couldn’t hear anything with the headphones on. Why are you crying?” Trisha cried even harder. Nicolas reached out helplessly to wipe her tears. He had seen women cry, but this girl’s tears flowed like a floodgate had been opened. Her tears fell like pearls off a broken string, heart wrenching and heartbreaking “I hate you” She said. “Why do you always witness me at my worst?” “I didn’t see anything Nicolas paused, then continued.
• “And I won’t spill the beans.” Thsha sobbed. “Swear it.” Nicolas swore. “I swear if I spill the beans, lightning may strike me Now, stop crying” “No” Tnsha choked, “Say that if you spill the beans, you’ll become infertile” Nicolas twitched at the corner of his mouth. That was a rather cruel curse wasn’t it? “Are you going to say it?” Trisha glared at him, “If you don’t, I’ll keep crying ” Nicolas felt helpless over and over again, he realized that seeing a woman cry was truly terrifying. He gritted his teeth, “If I spill the beans, III become infertile.” Only then did Trisha stop crying, “TII believe you this once” Nicolas was speechless Why did he feel like he was played by Trisha? “So, what to do now? Tnsha looked at their handcuffed hands. “We get a locksmith Nicolas replied Half an hour later a locksmith cautiously stepped into the upscale apartment, thinking he had landed a big job.
• His eyelids twitched the moment he saw the handcuffed pair “Just this one?” Nicolas nodded, “Just hurry up and unlock it” Without using any tools, the locksmith simply flipped a switch on the inside of the handcuffs, and they came undone “That’s it?” Trisha was in disbelief. The locksmith explained. “These handcuffs are designed to be unlocked without a key in case of emergencies. Didn’t you guys read the instructions when you bought this?” Trisha immediately glared at Nicolas, grabbed a pillow, and hurled it at him, “You bastard!” With that, she stormed off. He didn’t know, okay? The dance instructor for Murder is a professional from Graceful Moves Dance Academy Over a dozen female actors participating in the intensive training gathered at the dance studio every day at a fixed time.