The Villainess Married The Evil CEO-Chapter 119: Writing In The Toilet

Asher, who was suddenly hit by a pillow, held the pillow. The splitting headache, followed by flashes of something, stopped quickly as he held the pillow, completely baffled. He looked down at the pillow as his brows furrowed deeper.

What just happened?

It couldn’t be that he developed a migraine, right?!

Asher felt horrified. He instantly forgot that he felt the name Silas a little familiar and looked in Abigail’s direction only to find that the woman had long gone off the trails. He sighed and hugged the pillow, feeling wronged.

He only wanted to play a bit. Why throw a pillow at his face? Just because he read her novel?!

The more he thought about it, the more conflicted he became. Ultimately, he directed all of his confusion toward Nicholas, who was standing there like a statue, folding his hand across his chest. He didn’t look like a husband who really cared for his wife. Otherwise, he wouldn’t continue to stand by and watch the show while someone else teased his own wife!

If Abigail were Asher’s wife, he would have long taken her heart away and treated her as if she were some kind of queen from a dynasty!

This Nicholas deserved to be hated, but why was Abigail still so hell-bent on him?! The man still pretended to be a good husband for what?! What was the point of forcibly entering the room he had originally booked with Abigail under the pretense of their fake couple identity?!

This was so unfair!!!

Abigail, who finally calmed down, took a deep breath and looked at her phone. She instantly shut down her document and turned back to glare at Asher. Now, she can’t even write it on her phone! Where and when will she write?

Damn it, she would have to resort to hiding in her bathroom to write stuff now.

Abigail groaned, but she knew she didn’t have another good choice. Thus, she calmed down instantly and continued to wait for the staff to do his job as soon as possible.

Sure enough, a young man gestured, "Sirs, madam, we are done."

"Finally!" Abigail exclaimed as she sighed in relief. She dragged her bag toward the elevator, not caring about the men she left behind.

At this point, her sole focus was to finish this Chapter first in the bathroom!

So, no matter what, she would spend at least half an hour inside first!

Even if these men wanted to go first, they could go downstairs if it was that urgent!

This was what they would get for irritating her to no end. Humph!

Thus, she was the first to enter, and as soon as she did, she dashed to the bathroom without speaking a word. Of course, Nicholas and Asher, who saw this scene, didn’t take it to heart.

The former went to the study table and put his laptop there, getting busy with his work without speaking a single word. And Asher also pulled out his laptop. Of course, he didn’t need to work because he balanced his vacation and work well. Since he knew he had to spend time with Abigail, he had his people take care of his work for a few months.

It wasn’t like he had to do everything himself. He didn’t like working too much in the first place, but if there was a particular situation, he would surely push himself beyond his limits.

He originally wanted to enjoy his day with Abigail, but fate didn’t want him to spend any more minutes with the woman. First, the killer on the loose found out about Abigail, and next, even Nicholas entered his private space with the woman, wrecking his plans.

Even thinking about it made the man even more frustrated. Thus, he shifted all his attention to his work and started doing his reports. For a moment, the room was filled with the sound of keyboards being typed.

Not a single word was being spoken at this time.

More than half an hour passed, but Abigail was still sitting on the toilet seat, typing on her phone furiously. She seemed like she wouldn’t get out no matter what! She had long finished her Chapter and started writing the next one, becoming fully engrossed in her work. She didn’t want to separate from her novel at all!

Ah, she never realized her own life story was so interesting!

Maybe she should post it online and see what the readers say about her own story! Of course, she would write her own ending, and it would be a happy one!

So what if she couldn’t be with the doctor in her previous life? She can at least write about it, right?

Thus, Abigail received a newfound motivation to write as her fingers flew across her keyboard. At this time, already an hour had passed as she refused to get out of the bathroom no matter what.

Of course, she had already finished washing up, but she just couldn’t stop writing. She would get so engrossed in her writing that she didn’t seem to take care of what was happening around her at all!

Thus, when two hours passed, the men outside finally seemed to be worried.

They knew women take time, but wasn’t two hours too much? After all, even they had to go and do their business, and currently, both of them urgently wanted to rush to the toilet.

Asher was the first to get up from the bed as he placed the laptop aside. He walked to the bathroom with an unnatural gait, clearly feeling the pressure building and wreaking havoc in his stomach. He took a deep breath, still controlling that urge, and knocked on the door from the outside.

He had already been holding for a while now and couldn’t anymore! His patience was thinning as the seconds passed!

"Abigail... Come out!"

This time, even Nicholas couldn’t sit back anymore. He wanted to be the first to attend the toilet business because he had been holding it in for a longer while than Asher.

Thus, he pushed his cousin aside forcibly, saying, "Abigail, if you don’t come out within the next five seconds, I’ll pack our bags and book a return flight."

Asher, who was pushed aside, almost felt like his firm grip on his stomach was loosening. But he held the wall and stood there for a few seconds. The corner of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch when he saw the knob turning.

The door opened abruptly as Abigail came out, looking all guilty. She coughed and said, "The bathroom is all yours."