My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 1295

Nicolas chuckled and leaned in to whisper, “I really think you’re cute.”

Trisha wasn’t fat, she just had a small belly that was only noticeable when she sat down. Her arms and legs were lean and muscular, and her breasts and buttocks were plump. She usually wore casual clothes, so her figure wasn’t often on display.

Even wearing this conservative one–piece swimsuit, when she had walked over, she had attracted quite a few glances.

Trisha gave him a cold look. “Why do you sound so weird saying that? Didn’t all your ex–girlfriends have big breasts, tiny waists, and long legs?”

Nicolas coughed, “When I was young, my taste was rather superficial, but now I’ve matured.”

Trisha only heard the first half.

She thought to herself, he still likes big–breasted women.

Celeste saw there was a swimming pool on the side and wanted to go for a swim.

As soon as Liam heard Celeste was going to swim, he immediately wanted to follow.

Celeste said, “You can’t swim. You’re going to watch me? You wait for me here, I’ll swim a couple of laps and come back.”

Liam disagreed, “You teach me.” This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Celeste looked at him, “I said I would teach you before; didn’t you not want to learn?”

Liam thought to himself, I can’t let other men hit on you just because I can’t swim, can I?

But he said, “It’s always good to learn a new skill. What if it comes in handy in the future?”

Celeste thought about it and agreed.

Learning new skills was always good. They couldn’t always go out and have her swimming and him watching on the shore, could they?

So she said, “Let’s go then.”

The shallow end of the pool wasn’t crowded. Celeste got Liam warmed up on the shore, and then they got in the water.

She got in the water first, then called Liam down.

As soon as Liam stepped in, the feeling of drowning as a child suddenly flashed in his mind; he instinctively wanted to pull his foot back.

Celeste held his hand and encouraged him. “Take it slow, step by step. I’ll hold you.”

He calmed down and slowly put the other foot in.

For someone who was afraid of water, every step was difficult.

However, with a loved one quietly encouraging you in front, everything seemed a little less scary.

When Liam was fully in, he found the water in the shallow end was only up to his chest. His feet could even touch the bottom of the pool.

Being able to touch the bottom makes people feel less scared.

Liam got a confidence boost, let go of Celeste’s hand, and just wanted to take a few steps, but he slipped and fell into the water.

Liam thought that touching the bottom was safe, but in fact, under the buoyancy of the water, people who can’t swim can drown even in one meter deep water

Celeste reacted quickly. Seeing him fall in, she immediately dived in and pulled him out.

Liam choked on some water, leaned on Celeste, and coughed for a long time. The sensitive skin on his face and chest all turned red from the coughing.

Once he recovered, Celeste handed him a half–meter tall, inflated flamingo, “You’d better hold on to this and learn how to breathe properly first.”

Liam took one look at this ugly bird and immediately showed disgust.

“Isn’t this for kids? I don’t want it?”

Celeste shot him a glance, “Only a newbie who can’t swim like you would need it. Not even a kid. Are you learning or ng17–If you’re not, I’ll swim on my own, leaving you behind”

Despite his reluctance, Liam found himself clinging onto the unattractive flamingo float.

Then Celeste started to teach him how to breathe properly in the water.

was extremely focused, but the moment his head submerged, he instantly popped up, complaining. Water got in my ears.”

At first, Celeste comforted him patiently, but her patience gradually wore thin, “As long as you don’t get water in your brain, you’re good! Are you learning or not!”

Liarn was actually a bit scared. He didn’t want to learn, but he also wanted to stick around her. Just as he was thinking of a way to keep her by his side, a familiar voice.came from the side, “Celeste, fancy a race?”