My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 1233

Liam was surprised. He asked quietly. “Why are you buying this? We don’t need it.”

Whilst placing the order, Celeste explained, “I’m not buying this for you. It’s for Nicolas”

Taken aback, Liam’s voice rose, “You’re buying for him? Are you guys close enough to buy him such stuff?”

Celeste rolled her eyes, “You’re overthinking. I’m just worried about Trishal Can we count on you guys to behave?”

Liam was speechless.

“Do these things have sizes?” Celeste frowned, tuming to ask Liam. “Which one should I buy?”

Liam was still speechless, “What makes you think I would know?”

Celeste asked with a puzzled look. You guys go to the bathroom together. Haven’t you ever taken a look and compared sizes?”

Liam’s mouth twitched, “Stop reading nonsense online!”

Celeste pouted, “Then how do I choose?”

Liam glanced at the options, What was the question Nicolas didn’t answer at Lyman Rowley’s wedding?”

Once Celeste thought about it, the question on the note that Nicolas had drawn came to mind, “12 plus or 12 minus.”

He had skipped without answering Could it be minus?

She looked at Liam, who casually said, “Choose whatever you think.”

So, Celeste chose the smallest size.

Next door in room 902

Trisha complained angrily, “Liam is so sly! He didn’t win his wife back by love but by tricks! He threatened me and let you take the blame just so he could live with Celeste How can he be so cunning!”

Nicolas sighed, “He lost his father at a young age, and his mother wasn’t around. He’s done well to grow up, and it’s normal to have some character flaws.”

Trisha continued grumbling, cursing Liam, then turned to see Nicolas casually sitting on the couch, playing with a cat toy. She was puzzled, “Liam let you take the blame Aren’t you mad?”

Nicolas looked up at her, “Of course I’m mad, but what’s the use of being mad? Liam is who he is, and it wasn’t easy for him to win Celeste. As his friend, how could I ruin his plans?”

Trisha pursed her lips, “You’re really loyal”

Nicolas just smiled without saying a word.

If he couldn’t keep Trisha after Liam had handed her to him on a silver platter, then he deserved to stay single

With this thought, he said. “I have two spate poms here, pick whichever one you want.”

Trisha didn’t really care, she believed Liam would leave soon, so she casually said, “Any is fine, just give me the one you don’t use.”

“Let’s go with the suite next to the master bedroom then. It faces the sunrise, good natural lighting The key point was that the balcony connected to the master bedroom, making it easy for him to come and go.

Trisha said absentmindedly, “Sure

Nicolas cracked a slight smile, “Til grab you some pillows and blankets later then.”

Trisha gently touched the kitten’s head. “Did you name it yet?” Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Nicolas had adopted a local cat, just a month old. The blue membrane in its eyes hadn’t fully faded yet, and it was covered in snow–white fur, with just a hunt of

black around its mouth

Its little belly was chubby, and it looked incredibly lively and adorable

Upon hearing her question, Nicolas glanced at the kitten and said, “Zany.”

“Or maybe Goofy?” He suggested while pinching the kitten’s ears a little. The little guy immediately started waving its paws, refusing to let him touch.