Married by Accident, Taming the Billionaire

Chapter 132 Met Her in the Restroom

After coming out of the stall, Remington turned around and was startled to see Cecelia standing at the door.

It was too sudden. Never in the least did he expect that Cecelial would come here.

For a moment, Remington’s heart raced in his chest, but his handsome face remained calm and his eyes were as cold as ice.

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He walked toward the faucet and concealed his embarrassment by washing his hands, glancing at her through the mirror.

His tone was cold as he asked, “Why are you here? We’re already divorced. Why are you still bothering me?”

Remington thought that Cecelia was there for him and followed him into the restroom.

He even suspected that she might be peeking at him while he was peeing earlier.

Cecelia said nothing and walked past him into the restroom.

The restroom was spacious, with a row of urinals on one side and a row of individual stalls on the other.

With a loud bang, Cecelia kicked open a door and began searching each stall one by one.

Remington realized that she wasn’t even listening when he was speaking just now.

Seeing her kicking the doors, he couldn’t help but ask, “Hey, what are you doing?”

“Mind your own business!” Cecelia replied coldly.

There was a constipated middle–aged man who was concentrating on defecating but couldn’t get it out in the fourth stall.

When Cecelia kicked open the door of that stall, that man was scared out of his wits.

The man wanted to scream, but Cecelia stopped him in time. “Shut up! Focus on taking your poo!”

The man fell silent and complained, “What’s wrong with her? Why can’t I even take a dump in peace?”

With a bang, Cecelia closed the door and continued searching for

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Chapter 132 Met Her in the Restroom

still couldn’t find the person she had seen

turned around and found Remington

if he was eyeing a freak. “I can’t believe you’re this kind of woman. Don’t you

coming to the men’s restroom? Can’t I?”

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thumped again although he had

can you still have the nerve to argue? Do you realize what you’re

of anger flashed across his cold and stern

Picara? Did I

Remington, causing

and stunning face was just inches away, and getting closer. She then reached out and

his life, Remington was pinned against a wall by a

She’s just too bold. Does she want to

a beat, the constipated middle-

Cecelia’s kick, the middle–aged man successfully took

about to have sex, so he quickly smiled and walked out,

seducing me! I

really? No feelings

and gave a cold, confident, and

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seemed to be

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and again. She must be playing hard–to-get. I can’t be fooled

then, the voices of several men

speaking, Remington was startled and didn’t want anyone to see him being pinned against the wall by a woman.

grabbed Cecelia’s arm and pulled

space of the stall was limited. At this moment, when Cecelial and the tall Remington stayed at

“Hey!”

held down by Remington, and Remington’s other hand covered her mouth, preventing her from

to face, so close to each other that their bodies

she saw Remington’s

with a scent of masculine hormones and a faint woody

it was very subtle, it was

overly intimate, making the

it anymore and wanted to break free, footsteps were heard outside, followed

Remington slowly withdrew his hand from covering

both heard several people coming into

Nelson Group, will also be coming to the party today.”

“It seems so.”

Mr. Nelson’s wife who married Mr. Nelson to