My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 40

Her eyes were big, and when she was sober, those eyes always carried a hint of coldness. But when she laughed, these eyes were dazzlingly beautiful And when she was tipsy like now, with her eyes slightly squinted, she was unconsciously alluring

Liam stared at her with his eyes downcast, his voice low and dangerous, asking. “Where do you want to sleep?”

Celeste tilted her head, pondered seriously, and finally replied with an arched eyebrow, “Let’s go to your place”

Liam looked up and asked, “Are you sure?”

Celeste felt the figure in front of her sway, shook her head with a frown, and then held Liam’s face, drunkenly saying. “You’re charging three thousand five for an overnight stay. If we also get a hotel room, the cost will be too high. Let’s just go to your place and save some money Maybe I need that money to file for divorce”

Liam frowned deeply. Should he compliment her for being “thrifty”?

He replied grimly, “Aren’t you afraid your husband will find out if we go to my place?”

Celeste shook her head, “I don’t have a husband, I’m a widow”

Liam gritted his teeth, “Do widows need to get a divorce?”

Celeste frowned, apparently confused by her own inconsistent words Liam’s question only made her more puzzled.

“So annoying! Why do you talk so much? I don’t want to sleep with you anymore, give me my money back!”

As she spoke, she waved her hand and groped Liam randomly

Liam held her hands, buckled her seatbelt, and said expressionlessly. “Too late.”

After that, he started the car and drove away quickly.

“Let me out” Celeste protested softly This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Even when drunk, she never did anything dangerous like grabbing the steering wheel. She just stared with wide eyes, like an abandoned. stray cat

All bark, no bite.

Liam ignored her.

“Are you kidnapping me? I’m broke, please let me go…”

Liam glanced at her, his face expressionless, “You didn’t seem broke when you just spent three thousand five for the night, did you?” Celeste looked pitiful, “I really don’t have money I was pretending”

“Oh.” Liam fell silent for a moment, and just when Celeste thought she had persuaded him, Liam said again, “I don’t believe you.”

Celeste pouted, “So how much ransom do you want?”

Liam stared ahead, “How much do you think you’re worth?”

Celeste frowned, looking troubled, and after a while, she said, “Based on my looks, I should be worth at least a hundred million.”

Liam shuddered. How did he not know before that she was so shameless?

“But I don’t have a hundred million, why don’t you ask my husband for it?”

Liam snorted coldly. Now she remembered him?

He had just regained a bit of his husbandly presence when he heard this annoying woman conspiring with him, “Call him and ask for two hundred million Say you’ll kill me if he doesn’t pay up. When we get the money, we’ll split it fifty-fifty, how about that?”

Liam immediately put on a stern face He mocked, “Where do you get the confidence to think he’ll pay up?”

Celeste hesitated for a moment, her eyes suddenly dimmed, and her eyes reddened as she mumbled, “You’re right, he wouldn’t care

about me….

That time she almost died in the car accident, and he was by someone else’s side.

Liam frowned, feeling an inexplicable strangeness in his heart.