Chapter 96 Rich Hot And Infertile Husband (Or Maybe Not)

• I heard from the right shift that he apparently tried to drug a girl in a bar and ended up getting his ass implice Too that guy got it corse has nose was broken. He had surgery last night and hasn’t woken up yet. Before the shift You hadn’t arrived yet, but I saw it. One of the women was even pregnant, sung good people. There were CCTV recordings, but they just wouldn’t believe it I mean, what are Their wives came to the hospit, jung with the police saying they were to the eighth four this morning here for thea ? But what about the people who beat them The police A knot formed in Gotivates alor as ste thought about the pol ars she had just seen. Could they be looking for Liam? She didn’t ask any more questions and just bolted toward the hospital room. As she pushed open the door, the room only had Liam and no sign of any cops. Liam, however, was startled by her abrupt entrance and frowned, “You’re so reckless.” Celeste breathed a sigh of relief, twisted open the water bottle, and poured him some water into two paper cups. Liam watched her actions and suddenly asked, “Where did you go this morning?” “I went to buy lottery tickets.” Liam… “Where are the tickets?” Celeste put down the paper cups, turned on her phone, and flipped to the two photos of the tickets she had taken earlier. She showed Liam, 1 spent a long time picking them, I think they’ll win a big prize” Liam looked at the photos, and the cracks on her phone screen were very obvious.
• He said, “Every person who buys lottery tickets thinks they’re going to win.” “It’s important to have dreams.” “That’s more like a delusion.” Celeste made a face, “Someone born with a silver spoon in their mouth like you wouldn’t understand the significance of lottery tickets.” Liam suddenly said, “If the lottery ticket wins, it would be considered unexpected income. Since we’re married, wouldn’t half of it belong to me? That makes it meaningful too! Celeste… This jerk Liam, she wouldn’t cash in the lottery ticket until after their divorce! Take your medicine” Liam took it but didn’t move to drink it. Instead, he just looked at her. Celeste was confused. “What’s wrong?” Liam said unhappily. “Do I have a free hand to pick up my medicine?” Celeste picked up the prepared medicine from the table, opened it up, and placed it on her palm. She brought it up to Liam’s lips. Liam opened his mouth, and she put the medicine in. Liam’s dry lips brushed over her palm, his warm breath tickling her hand. It felt both weird and strangely intimate. Celeste pulled her hand back and rubbed her palm somewhat uncomfortably. She suddenly realized that Liam could just get the medicine first and then take the water afterward; he didn’t have to pick up both at the same time? Liam should really have injured his brain instead of his arm. It seemed that Liam didn’t notice her either. He took a sip of water and swallowed the medicine. Celeste thought about what the nurse from the duty room had said. After hesitating for a few moments, she asked, “I just ran into a cop in the coffee room Liam closed his eyes, not even lifting an eyelid.
• Celeste continued, “Did the cop not come to talk to you?” Liam still didn’t open his eyes, but he did respond. “Why would the police look for me?” Celeste was taken aback “Didn’t you but someone?” Liam opened up his eyes. “You think the police came to arrest me?” “Well, they would have to question you, right?” “They’ve already asked Liam paused, then added, “Right when you went to buy lottery tickets” “Also, I was acting in self-defense, not hitting someone on purpose Your drug test results have already been submitted to the police. The lawyer will handle the whole matter.” Celeste still couldn’t understand. If those people had knives, why would she dare to scream when they were threatening her with them earlier? *Come here” Liams low voice interrupted her thoughts. Celeste looked up. “For what?” But she still went to Liam’s bedside. Liam frowned, “Lower your head, get closer. Can I eat you?” Celeste pursed her lips, leaned down, and asked, “What are you trying to do?” Before she could finish speaking, Liam lowered his eyes and gently applied some ointment to the wound on her lower lip with his index finger. She had bitten her lip last night to keep herself from losing consciousness. The cold ointment mixed with Liam’s warm fingertip felt like it also carried his tenderness. Remembering last night’s ordeal, she suddenly felt so wronged she wanted to cry. “Your mouth is swollen like a sausage. Don’t you feel anything?” Liam’s words successfully suppressed the feeling of injustice welling up inside Celeste. She swatted his hand away and glared at him, “If you don’t like looking at me, then don’t!” Tve seen you look much worse than this. I’m used to it by now.” Celeste pursed her lips. Liam really should have injured his tongue instead! There was a knock on the door, and Shawn entered with a basket of fruit.