The Villainess Married The Evil CEO
Abigail, a bipolar disorder patient, wrote a crazy BL novel with herself as the main villain. She vented all her negative emotions, killing characters through the villain she created. Alas, she died of a pill overdose before writing the ending. When she opened her eyes, she was surrounded by the characters she created in the novel! Ordinary people would be frightened to death, but Abigail, a mental patient of an extreme case, rubbed her hands and decided to torture them all at once! How exciting! Except for one, the evil CEO she had her character marry in her novel. He was her eye candy, despite how rudely he treated her. Her everyday schedule (if she wasn't torturing someone) included: Getting up, seducing her husband in the shower, seducing her husband while eating, seducing her husband while working, seducing her husband everywhere from their home to work, seducing her husband to sleep, and somehow, even seducing him in his dreams! It went on like that until he couldn't hold it anymore. *** Asher said frustratedly, "Why didn't the author mention me in the synopsis?! Am I not eligible to be with Abigail?!" Owen added calmly, "You're not alone, my friend. I even entered the scene after 60 chapters." *** Updates will be regular from October this year! 2 Chapters a day!
Her Brain Malfunctioned!
Of course, for Abigail, saving Nicholas was indeed a priority, but she knew she couldn't continue to rely on the man all her life just because of that damned serial killer. There was another important reason why she wanted to separate.
Since Asher died because of her, she wanted to steer clear of everyone around her. Maybe that is why she would be able to reduce the killings happening. What if Nicholas died too? It would be disastrous if that happened.
Even a single thought about it made Abigail feel deeply anxious. She took a deep breath as she walked out of the bathroom. Even though she had woken up a long time ago, it took her almost two hours to get ready and get out of the room.
It seemed Nicholas had already expected this to happen. Thus he remained seated on the dining table with his laptop, working with a serious expression on his face.
Wait, working?