Novel Name : My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 392

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“Who is it? No biggie, just a hotel clerk. I left my phone in the room.”

Trisha quickly explained, her voice sounding a bit hoarse.

Celeste looked puzzled, “A hotel? You stayed at a hotel last night?”

“Uh,” she coughed, “I drank too much last night, it got pretty late for me, so I had to crash at a hotel.”

“Oh, as long as you were at a hotel, that’s good. Liam got drunk last night, and some stuff happened. I

forgot to call and check on you. I was worried about how you got home.”

“I’m fine.”

Trisha’s voice sounded strange as if she was trying to suppress something.

Just as Celeste was about to ask, Trisha said, “My cab has arrived, gotta go. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Alright.”

After hanging up. Trisha glared at the guy she was straddling, whose mouth was covered tightly, and

couldn’t help but growl,”You bastard! Scumbag! What did you do to me?!”

Nicolas, with his mouth and nose covered, he had his eyes rolling back from the pressure.

How is this chick so strong?!

He finally managed to remove her hand from his mouth, catching his breath and looking at the woman

before him.

She looked innocent yet had a fiery figure. And now, she was sitting on his waist wearing just a tiny

tank top, her shoulders and chest covered in light red marks. Her angry expression was a mix of

adorable and feisty.

But her face was familiar, and he couldn’t remember when exactly he met her. Frowning, he asked,

“What did I do to you?”

“You still have to ask?!”

Trisha enraged, swung a pillow at his head, “You freak, you play with others, and now you think you

can play with me?! I’m not a girl you can mess with!”

Nicolas got a bit pissed, grabbed the pillow, and gritted his teeth, “First, find out the situation! This is my

room. I haven’t even asked how you crawled into my bed!”

“How would I know how I got here? Surely you took advantage of the situation and brought me in!”

Nicolas’s mouth twitched, “Taking advantage? You think too highly of yourself.”

This remark made Trisha even more furious, “Then how did you leave all these bite marks all over me?

You pervert!”

Throughout his entire life, Nicolas had never been insulted so severely!

What kind of person did she think he was?!

“I don’t believe I can’t solve this issue. Just wait, I’ll call the police and accuse you of rape!”

“I beg you to call the cops!” Nicolas was almost in tears, “You female bandit, who knows which of us

took advantage of the other?!”

Trisha was just standing up when she heard this, immediately turned around, and kicked him in the

waist, “Well, we’ll see if the police can serve me justice!”

Nicolas, face reddened by the pain, clutched his waist, wishing he could throw this female bandit out

the window!

Just as Trisha dialed the number, there was a knock at the door.

As she was about to open it, Dr. Ledford’s voice came from outside, “Nicolas, are you awake?”

Trisha looked surprised.

Nicolas was about to speak when the girl, who had left moments before, returned, twisted her face, and

pounced on him, covering his mouth with

her hand.

Trisha gnashed her teeth, “I can let go of you, but if you dare open the door and gossip, ruining my

reputation, I’ll make sure you can’t be a father for the second half of your life!”

She was powerful, and Nicolas, a tali man, couldn’t break free from her.

It’s not that he couldn’t use force, but since she was so short, he was afraid that she would be thrown

away if he applied too much force.

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