Chapter 614 Rich Hot And Infertile Husband (Or Maybe Not)

• Clair’s birthday party can be described in one phrase lavish as hell Her friends had invited a bunch of hunky, top–notch male models to perform at the venue Although they were supposed to be performing, their dance skills were nothing to write home about. But with all those muscle–bound men in nothing but shorts, they were hard to ignore A glimpse around revealed nothing but glistening muscles, reminiscent of some risque strip clubs, sending the atmosphere through the roof. Trisha stood up from the pool, about to snap some photos with her phone. Nicolas pulled her back, hugging her from behind. “Your boyfriend’s right here.
• How about some respect for me?” Trisha couldn’t care less about the “boyfriend” thing. She struggled and said, irritated, “I haven’t had a blast in ages. Now, I just want to let my hair down, and you’re stopping me. Are you even human?” Nicolas smirked, grabbed her hand, and placed it on his chest, whispering, “Am I not enough for you that you need to check out other guys?” Trisha pulled back her hand, her ears flushing She argued back.
• “Looking at you is one kind of pleasure. Looking at a dozen guys, well, that’s a dozen times the pleasure Now let me go I want to watch the show!” Seeing that she wouldn’t listen, Nicolas decided to pick her up and walked out of the pool, Tll take you to watch.” He stood by, ready to ward off any pretty boy who dared to approach his girlfriend! Having been in the entertainment industry for a long time, Nicolas knew the ins and outs of it.