My Rich Hot and Infertile Husband (Celeste and Liam) novel Chapter 95

"Why don't you go ask your precious little sister?"

Liam looked at her and said, "She told me you're still holding a grudge about her taking your clothes, and you sneaked off to the bathroom when you had the chance."

Celeste sneered, "If she already told you, why bother asking me?"

Liam pursed his lips, speaking lightly, "I don't believe her. I wanna hear what you have to say."

Celeste was taken aback.

"Would you believe me if I told you Kaylee locked me in the bathroom?"

She didn't look at Liam when saying this, as she didn't think he'd believe her, knowing he'd always protective of his sister.

No matter what Kaylee did, Liam always thought she was just an innocent little girl, pure-hearted and without malice.

How could such a "pure" girl do something like locking someone in the bathroom?

She was prepared to be ridiculed by Liam, but instead, he sighed softly, "So how did you get out?"

Celeste was shocked.

Liam was acting strangely today, doing things she couldn't predict.

She didn't quite understand him, maybe she never really knew him.

"I climbed out the window."

Celeste didn't mention her bathroom rescue, as there was no need. On one hand, she didn't know the person she saved, and on the other hand, thinking about fishing in the toilet with her bare hands made her feel uncomfortable.

Having this experience once was enough, better not to advertise it.

"Climbed out the window?" Liam was somewhat surprised.

Celeste didn't notice his expression and nodded, "Yeah, I climbed out, went along the wall to the next room, and Mr. Fletcher happened to be in the bathroom, so he helped me."

It was the same with the car accident. That night, she had come home with injuries but said nothing.

She didn't want to show any more pain to him, or rather, she didn't want to show her vulnerable side to him.

This realization made Liam feel somewhat lost.

It was hard for him to describe this feeling. He was a person who hated trouble, whether in work or life. The simpler and more straightforward, the better.

But Celeste wasn't like that.

When they got married, he knew she was a troublesome woman.

Despite having no emotional foundation, she insisted on having a complete wedding and a normal marriage; after the wedding, she voluntarily changed some of his habits, like drinking milk before bed and putting aroma stones in the car.

Her arrival disrupted his long-established habits, sometimes making him feel annoyed.

She would ask if her clothes looked good; if he said they were average, she'd think he was perfunctory; if he said they looked bad, she'd think he had no taste.