Chapter 132

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.

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 the next ond Chapter 132 Met Her in the Restroom She checked all the stalls but still couldn’t find the person she had seen earlier.

Cecelia turned around and found Remington still staring at her.

Remington was looking at her as if he was eyeing a freak. “I can’t believe you’re this kind of woman.

Don’t you think it’s perverted? This is the men’s restroom!”

“What’s wrong with coming to the men’s restroom? Can’t I?”

As Cecelia approached, Remington’s heart thumped again although he had tried to control himself.

“How can you still have the nerve to argue? Do you realize what you’re doing? This is only what a picară would do.”

Remington frowned and a hint of anger flashed across his cold and stern face.

“Oh? Picara? Did I harass you?”

As Cecelia spoke, she moved closer to Remington, causing him to instinctively step back.

Her cold and stunning face was just inches away, and getting closer. She then reached out and pinned him against the wall.

For the first time in his life, Remington was pinned against a wall by a woman. It made him feel bad.

He thought to himself, ‘What does this woman want? She’s just too bold. Does she want to kiss me?”

Just as Remington’s heart skipped a beat, the constipated middle- aged man rushed out.

Thanks to Cecelia’s kick, the middle–aged man successfully took a poo and now felt really good.

Seeing Cecelia and Remington being so intimate, the middle–aged man thought they were about to have sex, so he quickly smiled and walked out, saying, “Sorry. You guys continue.”

After Remington came to his senses, he snarled, “Stop seducing me! I would never have any feelings for you.”

“Oh, really? No feelings at all?”

Cecelia lowered her gaze and gave a cold, confident, and arrogant smirk.

Chapter 132 Met Her in the Restroom.

Remington’s pride seemed to be challenged once again.

“What a da’n woman. She tries to flirt with me again and again. She must be playing hard–to-get. I can’t be fooled by her,‘ he thought.

Just then, the voices of several men could be heard outside the door.

Hearing someone speaking, Remington was startled and didn’t want anyone to see him being pinned against the wall by a woman. Instinctively, he tried to avoid being seen.

Hence, he grabbed Cecelia’s arm and pulled her into a stall with him.

The space of the stall was limited. At this moment, when Cecelial and the tall Remington stayed at it together, it seemed really cramped.

“Hey!”

Cecelia intended to complain, but her arm was held down by Remington, and Remington’s other hand covered her mouth, preventing her from making any sound.

The two were face to face, so close to each other that their bodies were almost touching.

When Cecelia looked up, she saw Remington’s exquisite and smooth jawline.

The air was filled with a scent of masculine hormones and a faint woody fragrance.

Although it was very subtle, it was somehow alluring.

Their proximity was overly intimate, making the atmosphere feel strange.

Just as Cecelia couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to break free, footsteps were heard outside, followed by voices.

She stopped moving, and Remington slowly withdrew his hand from covering her mouth.

They both heard several people coming into the restroom.

“I heard that Mr. Nelson, the president of the Nelson Group, will also be coming to the party today.”

“It seems so.”

“It is said that Mr. Nelson’s wife who married Mr. Nelson to bring him Chapter 132 Met Her in the Restroom blessings, is very beautiful. Have you seen her?”

“I met her at an art exhibition before. She’s truly stunning, even more beautiful than Miss Shawn and Miss Linsey. She’s really a beauty that outshines all others.”

“Do you think she’s a natural beauty? She’s so beautiful that it seems unreal. I feel like she’s not of this world.”

As the men outside commented on Cecelia’s beauty, Remington lowered his head to look at Cecelia.

Her eyelashes were long and delicate. The light shone on them, casting a faint crescent moon–like shadow on her face.

Her features were exquisitely unique and truly stunning.

“Have you had plastic surgeries before?” Remington whispered in her ear, wondering if her excessive beauty was artificially created.

Cecelia looked up and gave him a fierce glare with her bright and charming eyes, indicating her displeasure.

She let out a faint cold snort, seemingly mocking Remington’s groundless speculation.

After being glared at by her, Remington suddenly let out a chuckle.

He found that she looked really lovely when she rolled her eyes.

The conversation outside continued, accompanied by the sound of rushing water.

“It’s such a shame for such a beautiful woman to marry a dying person like Mr. Nelson to bring him blessings.”

“You know what? They recently got divorced.”

“Divorced? Why? During the art exhibition, they were event photographed together as a couple.”

“Think about it! Mr. Nelson’s car accident probably left him unable to have sex. Can a woman live a happy life with him?”

Remington’s face immediately darkened at these words, but he quickly regained his composure due to Cecelia’s presence.

After furrowing his brows slightly, he quickly returned to his cold and aloof demeanor.

Cecelia couldn’t help but laugh at the outsiders‘ comments, which. was essentially an insult to Remington.

7% 12:29 Chapter 132 Met Her in the Restroom He thought to himself, ‘Did we really get divorced for this reason? Come on! Can’t she feel how good 1 am in bed?‘

After the several gossiping men left, Cecelia intended to leave as well, but Remington stopped her.

Cecelia was startled and asked, “What do you want?”