My Rich Hot and Infertile Husband (Celeste and Liam) novel Chapter 123

Liam twirled a strand of hair between his fingers and casually said, "Gray hair."

Celeste looked down and saw that he really did have that gray hair in his hand.

She was too pissed off to speak. Was this really the time to be plucking gray hairs?

What was with Liam today? Acting like he had got some terrible illness or something?

Their actions quickly caught the attention of others.

Steven glanced at them and chuckled, "Last time I saw Liam, we were both in high school. Time flies, and now he's married to such a smart and wonderful woman."

Celeste modestly smiled, but in her mind, she thought, "Finally, someone with some sense around Liam."

Mason chimed in, "Celeste is one of the bravest girls I've ever met."

He went on to tell everyone about how she saved someone in the restroom last night.

Celeste didn't think her rescue was a big deal, after all, she had to unblock the toilet with her hands, which was pretty gross. But in Mason's mouth, the story became a heroic and magnificent tale.

If it weren't for the fact that she had experienced it herself, she would have thought Mason was talking about another woman.

The old lady listened with pride, and the conversation turned into a praise-fest for Celeste.

Celeste began to feel very awkward.

Liam was looking at her with a scrutinizing gaze, as if questioning whether the woman they were talking about was the same one in front of him.

The old lady suddenly sighed, "I'm just waiting for them to have a child, so I can have no regrets in my life."

Celeste lowered her head and didn't speak.

Liam didn't seem interested in talking either. He never wanted children in the first place, so he naturally didn't want to discuss it.

The old lady's stable was managed very professionally, and after careful care, the horses were all in great shape.

The horses noticed the visitors and curiously poked their heads out of their stalls. But only one horse didn't react. When Celeste walked over, it turned its back on her.

The horse was all black, with shiny hair, smooth muscles, and silky mane. This was Sugar.

Celeste held out an apple, "Sugar, want an apple?"

Sugar turned around again, this time with its butt facing her.

Celeste thought, 'How could Sugar possibly like me!'

"I've been busy lately, so I haven't been able to come. Don't be mad." Celeste said.

"Can she understand you?" Mason asked as he walked over.