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#SLICEOFLIFE
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#CEO
#POSSESSIVE
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#LOVETRIANGLE
#BADBOY
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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!

Pinkyprincess · Urban
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201 Chs
#R18
#SLICEOFLIFE
#VILLAIN
#CEO
#POSSESSIVE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#LOVETRIANGLE
#BADBOY
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#SHOWBIZ

You're Fired!

By the time Nicholas heard about her antics, it was already late afternoon. He was too busy to visit his wife, and now that he visited, he heard the nurses complaining about a particular patient, threatening to jump out the window if they didn't listen to her wishes.

At first, he brushed it off and decided to move forward.

He was here only to see whether that woman was still alive. That's it. It wasn't like he wanted to have anything to do with that woman in any case.

Thus, he continued onward, ignoring the chatter of the nurses. But when they uttered the number of her room, Nicholas's steps finally stopped.

He glanced back. The frown on his forehead made his expression even more serious as he asked coldly, "What did you say about that patient?"

The nurses who were chattering earlier with great pleasure, sharing a gossip, silenced as they exchanged a glance. Then they shook their heads and hurried away.