Chapter 661
Liam was tenderly gazing at an image on his phone.
Nicolas shot him a message, “Sometimes stepping back ain’t a bad move, dude Look at your ex–wife’s face. She seems bummed you’re not around”
This strategy was indeed Nicolas‘ brainchild.
Initially, Liam had intended to personally send Celeste off. But Nicolas argued that a little distance could make her miss him more.
So he gritted his teeth and refrained from seeing her off
And thus, he witnessed the disappointment in Celeste’s eyes
It was worth it.
Liam sent a file over to Nicolas
It was a project collaboration proposal.
After seeing that, Nicolas said, “you’re a real fickle friend, huh? All it took was one glance from Celeste to get you to do what I’ve been asking for ages”
“Uncuff me!‘ Trisha frowned, “I need to use the restroom”
Nicolas tossed his phone aside and chuckled, “Just go like this. We’re all friends here, what’s there to be scared of?”
Trisha shot him a glare, “Unlock these handcuffs, or I’ll make you my enemy!”
Nicolas commented, “Such a brute.”
And with that, he started rummaging through his drawer
Two minutes later.
“Have you found it yet?‘ Trisha asked.
“Seems like it’s in a box.”
Nicolas went on to search for the box.
Five minutes later
Trisha was getting antsy. “Still haven’t found it?”
Nicolas scratched his head, “Maybe it’s in the bedroom?”
Ten minutes later
Trisha was fuming. “Where the hell did you put the key?”
Nicolas awkwardly admitted, “I forgot.”
So Nicolas dragged her along as they searched everywhere.
Half an hour later
Trisha was beet–red from holding in her pee. “You blockhead, are you doing this on purpose?”
“I really forgot where it is, maybe I should call the fire department to open it?”
“Do you want me to die of embarrassment? Trisha snapped
Nicolas helplessly replied, Then what do you suggest?”
Trisha looked miserable. She had no solutions, and she didn’t know how to pick locks
Most importantly, she was about to pee. Whether or not she’d be embarrassed was secondary to the fact that she was about to explode.
She kept silent, one hand pressing on the handcuffs while the other exerted all force to pull them off
The handcuffs looked like toys but were incredibly sturdy Within a few moments, Trisha’s wrist was red
Nicolas grabbed her hand, “Just go to the restroom first, I’ll close my eyes”
With teary eyes, Trisha adamantly refused, “No!”
Just because he couldn’t see didn’t mean he couldn’t hear, right?
Using the restroom in front of a guy, how could she ever show her face again?
However, soon she realized that holding in her pee was a lot more torturous.
Nicolas presented a pair of headphones, “How about I wear these?”
He then turned up the volume to the max and let Trisha test it out, “Can you hear anything?”
He then stuffed the headphones into his ears and tossed his phone onto the coffee table, “Let’s go, I won’t be able to hear anything”
Trisha wanted to hold it in a little longer, but she just couldn’t
She yanked Nicolas toward the restroom
Nicolas had his back to Trisha with headphones on. He couldn’t see her, but he could sense her movements
The music in his headphones was loud and stabbed at his eardrums, yet his thoughts uncontrollably drifted toward her
Thinking about what she was doing, his ears suddenly felt hot.
He rubbed his ears uneasily, trying his best to focus on the music
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