My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 231

Liam was still sick, just a turn had him huffing and puffing, the breath he exhaled was scorching hot.

Celeste wanted to laugh a bit, but she knew if she really laughed, Liam would definitely get pissed off and ignore her.

Why bother with a sick person?

Celeste sighed and said gently, I’m sorry, Mr. Reed, don’t be mad. I’m just worried about your health since you’re so sick and not taking your medicine or going to the hospital”

“Quit trying to fool me! If you’re worried about me, why didnt’t you come home for two days? You’re just hoping I get even sicker so you can split our assets, huh? Celeste, there’s no woman better at lying than you!”

He actually accused her of being a har! If it wasn’t for the fact that he was sick, she’d want to kick him off right now!

Celeste coaxed him. If you were seriously ill, I’d file for divorce, but then the judge wouldn’t support me, you know. We vowed to stick together through sickness and health”

Liam’s anger subsided a bit, and then he heard this careless woman say, “At least wait for two or three years, and if you really can’t recover, then I’ll file for

divorce”

Liam almost choked out of anger.

He pinched her face and gritted his teeth, “Don’t even think about it! You just don’t want me to get better!”

After complaining Liam couldn’t help but cough again.

Celeste patted his back gently and whispered, “How could I not want you to get better? Take your medicine and get well. The better you are, the more money you can make. The more money you make, the more I can get when we divorce. So, of course, I want you to get better”

Liam tired from coughing, leaned on her and muttered, “You only care about money.”

Celeste didn’t want to argue with a sick and confused person, so she agreed, “Yeah, I only married you because you have money.”

Liam glared at her and weakly said, “7 knew it!”

Celeste took the thermometer from under his armpit and checked it in the light. It was 38.6 degrees Celsius.

It seemed Owen didn’t measure it properly, but this temperature wasn’t low either.

She grabbed the bag on the table, pulled out an anti-inflammatory medicine, twisted it open, put it to Liam’s mouth, and squeezed it in.

Liams face crumpled in bitterness, and before he could get mad, Celeste stuffed a candied fruit into his mouth.

“Mr Reed. Owens downstairs. If he finds out you’re scared of taking medicine like a kid, he’ll laugh at you.”

Liam glared at her, but his gaze had no deterrent power. He finally swallowed the food with difficulty and gritted his teeth, “Tll settle this with you once!

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“Once you’re recovered, it’s up to you”

Liam was getting sleepy, his eyelids getting heavier.

He was half lying on Celeste’s body, not suffocating, but indeed a bit uncomfortable.

After he closed his eyes. Celeste wanted to push him away. But as soon as she moved, Liam opened his eyes.

“Where are you going?

Celeste didn’t want to say he was too heavy Liami had a fiery temper, and saying the wrong thing could easily make him angry.