Married by Accident, Taming the Billionaire novel 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 Cecelia 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 one. 

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 picara 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. 

Remington's pride seemed to be challenged once again.