My Rich Hot and Infertile Husband (Celeste and Liam) novel Chapter 229

She started feeling disappointed in Liam, and that's probably when the problems began.

She knew that her marriage to Liam wasn't what he wanted, and she understood that he always had someone else in his heart. But back then, she was young and full of confidence, thinking that since they were married, she could eventually drive away that person in Liam's heart and take her place.

But all of this was just her fantasy. In Liam's heart, that person was always there, and no matter how hard she tried or how well she performed, she would never have a place in his heart.

The last time Liam had been feverish, he'd been delirious. Given the severity of his fever this time, it was likely no less severe and potentially spurred by an infected wound.

Even though she was unhappy with Liam, she didn't want anything bad to happen to him.

So, after a brief thought, she decided to go.

Owen hung up the phone, found the fever reducer, and brought a glass of water upstairs.

At this moment, Liam was lying in bed, one hand on his forehead, frowning, pale, and looking very uncomfortable.

Owen spoke softly, "Mr. Reed, take your medicine first. Your wife said to check your temperature half an hour after taking the medicine, and if your temperature starts to drop, there's no need to go to the hospital."

Liam lifted his eyelids, his voice hoarse, "Who told you to call her?"

Even though he was angry, his words didn't sound too intimidating because of his fever.

Owen replied, "I couldn't find the fever reducer, and your fever is too severe."

Liam pursed his lips and finally asked, "Did she say anything else?"

"She... your wife said she hopes you take your medicine well and that she's very worried."

He didn't even believe the lie he made up, let alone Liam.

Liam was silent for a moment and then said coldly, "Get out."

"No problem, ma'am. I'll be downstairs if you need me."

After expressing her gratitude, Celeste quickly went upstairs.

As soon as she pushed open the bedroom door, Liam threw a glass of water at her. The glass shattered on the floor, and Liam angrily said, "I told you to get out!"

"Owen said you had a fever, so I came back to check on you. If you're delirious, I might be able to trick you and get a couple of billion more out of you."

Liam's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, "In your dreams!"

He could still curse, so he probably wasn't too sick.