Chapter 801

Nicholas rolled his eyes. "Bro, didn't you give up on her already? Now you're all up in my business? Go chase your wife yourself, don't drag me in, alright?" His wife was almost officially his, and he'd been trying to use this chance to build up their not-so-passionate relationship. "Which matters more to you, your brother or a girl?" Julian gritted out. Yep, he knew it—Nicholas had totally slacked off lately. "What exactly are you doing over there?" Nicholas couldn't resist the sarcasm. Julian bit back, "Look at your skills—or lack thereof. Still haven't won her over?" Nicholas gave a laugh, a little smug. Man, forget boiling rice, he'd popped the whole corn; he'd already gone to get the marriage certificate like Beckett. "Me? Not win her over? Please." He lowered his voice, hiding from his wife. "Just used a few tricks." "Then quit yapping and get back here. You got the girl, I'm still working on it…" Julian grumbled before abruptly hanging up. Nicholas sighed, no other choice. He tu