My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 1024

Liam responded and then asked, “That’s your excuse for not concentrating on your work?”

Owen,‘Aren’t you worried?”

Liam capped his pen, “Just go and print the document.”

Owen shut up, his concem ignored. Was Liam now indifferent to it?

Once Owen left with the document, Liam called Nicolas.

He got straight to the point, “I need your help”

Nicolas was lounging on his sofa, munching on fruit, while Trisha was busy preparing food in the kitchen

He was living comfortably, except for the occasional backache from lying down for too long NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Upon receiving Liam’s call, he lazily asked. “What do you need help with?

Liam stated his purpose succinctly, and Nicolas immediately refused, “Do your own dirty work

Liam didn’t get angry, he just calmly stated, “Ms. Colton hasn’t seen your medical records yet, has she? As your girlfriend, she has a right to know”

Nicolas You bastard, didn’t I help you get Celeste back?”

Liam sneered. If you hadn’t interfered, we might already be remarried.”

Nicolas coughed, unable to retort, and negotiated with Liam in a brotherly tone. “I was just joking earlier. It’s just a small thing. I’ll definitely help you. But watch your

words, don’t make me single”

Liam grunted, “Just a reminder feelings built on lies won’t last Be careful not to get burnt playing with fire”

“Do you have any room to talk?” Nicolas couldn’t help but argue back, ‘How did you trick Celeste into thinking she willingly slept with you? Have you forgotten? Anything goes as long as you get her, as long as you treat her well for a lifetime, right?”

At that moment, Trisha came out of the kitchen with a pot.

Nicolas whispered. “I gotta go, bye”

Then he changed his attitude from earlier and weakly laid on the sofa.

Trisha put the pot on the coffee table and asked Nicolas, “How are you feeling, is it still hurting?”

Nicolas ‘weakly nodded, “I’ve been laying down for too long, my back is stiff.”

Then he sniffed, “What did you make?”

“Pasta Trisha paused, “If it really hurts, you should take a rest

Nicolas replied. “It’s fine, you’ve gone through all this trouble to make it. If I don’t eat it, it would be a waste of your effort”

So Trisha helped him up, put a cushion on the sofa, and then helped him sit back down.

To make his injury seem more real. Nicolas kept his back tense, mimicking a stiff posture.

Trisha picked up the waist belt, saying in a low voice, “Let me strap this on for you, it might make ya feel a bit better.”

Nicolas gave a nod

Trisha, holding the belt, put her hands around his waist, helping him put it on

She stood quite close, so close that all Nicolas had to do was look down to spot a mole just below her neckline.

Her hair was kinda light, even the tiny hairs on her body almost transparent Her neck bent down, each vertebra disappearing into her T–shirt.

Nicolas closed his lips slightly. He embarrassingly found, compared to the overtly displayed feminune allure, this unintentional reveal of a bit of skin made his mouth dry and his tongue tied