My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 39

She lifted Liam’s chin with her hand, her thumb sliding across his lips and down his throat. She laughed seductively, pressing her lips to his, “You look so fancy, so you must be expensive”

Her slender, fair fingers traced his chest, her half-closed eyes shining with allure, “Ill give you three thousand, will you sleep with me?”

Liam’s face darkened, and he smirked coldly. “Three thousand? Isn’t that a bit low?”

Celeste furrowed her brow puzzled, “Isn’t three thousand a fair price nowadays?”

Liam scoffed, “You seem to know quite a bit.”

Celeste hesitated for a moment before hardening her resolve, “Fire! Since you’re so fancy. I’ll add another five hundred. Three thousand five, not a cent more!”

Liam wished he could dunk her head into the nearby fish tank to sober her up!

If he hadn’t shown up tonight, would she have just taken any guy home with her?

The thought made Liam’s face turn even uglier

Unaware of the danger, Celeste took a bank card from her wallet and stuffed it into Liam’s shirt collar. She pinched his cheek and laughed. “You can’t back out now.”

Liam took a deep breath, grabbed her by the back of the neck, and led her out.

The bartender hurriedly called out, “Sir, your wife hasn’t paid for her drinks yet.”From NôvelDrama.Org.

Liam stopped, glaring at the culprit, and held her tightly. He took a gold bank card from his pocket and threw it to the bartender, “No password”

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Liam looked impatient, and the bartender didn’t dare say more. He quickly settled the bill, put the card away, and handed it back to Liam with both hands.

“Mr Beast, take care, and please come again.”

Liam glanced at him, “Who told you I’m Mr. Beast?”

The bartender froze, and an image slowly surfaced in his mind.

Celeste, drunk at their bar, was being constantly hit on by male customers because of her beauty. Worried about he

bartender wanted to contact her family to pick her up.

But Celeste’s phone was dead, so he had no choice but to ask her

After some questioning, he finally got a phone number. So he asked Celeste, “Is this your family’s number?”

Celeste nodded, “It’s my husband’s number”

“What’s your husband’s last name?”

“My husband… haha, Mr. Beast… jerk!”

The bartender…

He braced himself and said earnestly, “The lady said it herself.”

Liam glared at him for two seconds before leaving with the tipsy Celeste.

Just as the bartender was about to help open the door, Liam bent down and picked Celeste up. He had quite a hard time getting into the car and got soaked in the rain in the process

When he got into the driver’s seat, he saw Celeste leaning against the car window with her eyes closed, as if asleep.

As Liam turned to the side, placing his arm across her chest to fasten the seatbelt, he suddenly felt a hand wrap around his neck -Looking up, Celeste’s eyes were slightly open, a smile on her lips, and she whispered, “Where are we going to crash for the night