My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 309

Liam pursed his lips and after a long time, he finally said, “I misunderstood her.”

Owen said, “Mrs. doesn’t hold grudges. Just apologize nicely, sweet–talk her a bit, and she’ll definitely forgive you.”

No grudge? The teeth marks she left on his arm from biting him when he took her blanket last night haven’t faded yet.

There’s no woman more vindictive than her in the world.

Liam handed his phone back to Owen. “Have someone keep an eye on Sydney. Don’t let her get hurt or cause trouble before the agreed time. If she breaks the agreement again, I’ll take back everything I’ve given her the way I gave it.”

“Understood.”

Just as Owen left, Celeste sent a message, “Grandpa David is asking if you’re coming back for dinner tonight.”

Liam glanced at the unfinished work next to him, closed the file and replied, “OK.”

When Liam returned, Old Mr. David was uncharacteristically enthusiastic. “Young Reed, you’re back?”

He squinted and grinned; his facial wrinkles squeezed together, looking kind and funny.

Feeling slightly overwhelmed, Liam gave an affirmative response, glanced at the untouched food on the table, and explained, “There was some traffic.”

“Getting stuck in traffic is normal. We’ve been waiting all day for you to come back for dinner. You better go wash your hands now.”

Not only was Liam puzzled, but so was Celeste.

When she got back from work today, she found David busy in the kitchen.

She offered to help but was driven out. David insisted on calling Liam back for dinner, and wouldn’t let her touch the food till he arrived.

She witnessed how much the old man looked down on Liam during his stay. Tonight he was so weird.

After Liam washed his hands, David immediately told him to take a seat and personally ladled a bowl of soup for him.

“Eat it while it’s hot.”

As Celeste casually reached for her bowl to scoop some soup, David slapped her hand away. “This is not for you.”

She complained, “I helped, but I’m not worthy of trying the soup?”

David said, “There’s other soup. You can have that. This one is specially made for Young Reed.”

Liam was a bit surprised, but seeing the jealous look on Celeste’s face, he couldn’t help but smile.

“Hurry and eat it while it’s hot. It won’t taste as good when it’s cold,” David urged.

Liam wasn’t fond of soup, but since the old man had prepared it himself, he couldn’t let his elder feel disappointed, so he took a sip.

David watched Liam closely, “How is it? Tasty?”ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

After just one sip, Liam frowned. “The taste is a bit strange.”

“Drink it all in one go, and it won’t taste strange. Drink up.”

Unable to bear David’s constant urging, Liam forced himself to finish the bowl of soup despite his discomfort.

David immediately took the empty bowl and filled it again. “Come, have another bowl.”

Liam frowned, his heart resisting. “Let me eat something first, then I’ll have more soup.”

“It won’t be as effective when it’s cold. Hurry, drink it while it’s hot.”

Liam hesitated, “What effect?”

“Tonic for virility.”

With a dark face, Liam gritted his teeth. “I don’t need it!”

“Don’t be like that,” Celeste smirked. “Don’t waste Grandpa David’s kind intentions. Honey, you need to pay more attention. You’re only thirty, and you need to go to the bathroom so many times a night. How will you cope when you’re older?”

David’s eyes widened. “What? You have to go to bathroom many times a night?”

Liam’s mouth twitched as he glared at Celeste, grinding his teeth. “That was when I had diarrhea a few days ago. I’m fine now!”

Liam had a sensitive stomach, and he had diarrhea the night David cooked the seafood soup, probably because it wasn’t fully cooked.

Of course, Celeste knew what happened and deliberately mentioned it. She had been wrongly accused of infertility for so long–now it was Liam’s

turn to taste that bitterness.

“Honey, Grandpa David means well. What’s there to be shy about? Hurry, drink it while it’s hot~”

Liam’s face turned livid.

15:19

To avoid Liam’s anger, Celeste went upstairs after dinner.

After eating, Liam was dragged out for a walk by David. By the time he came back upstairs, it was already nine o’clock.

She was expecting Liam to come in and settle the score, but he did nothing, grabbed his clothes, and went straight to wash up.

When she finished reading the new script Michaela sent, Liam came out of the bathroom.

She glanced up and almost threw her phone.

Liam wrapped a towel around himself and just came out like that.

He usually dressed tightly after a shower. What’s up with him today?

She watched the droplets of water fall from his hair to his collarbone, to his well–defined abs, and finally slide down the edge of the towel.

Just as the waterdrop was about to disappear into the towel, Liam suddenly reached out and pulled down the towel, revealing that he was actually wearing boxers.

Boring.

She plugged in her phone, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

Liam dried his hair and got into bed. Celeste was very tired and almost fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

Suddenly, the person beside her moved. Annoyed, she tightened the blanket around herself.

After a while, the person beside her moved again. He turned one way and then the other, making it impossible for Celeste to sleep.

Losing patience, she opened her eyes. “What are you doing?”

Liam’s face appeared a bit flushed. With gritted teeth, he finally blurted out, “What on earth was in that soup!”