Chapter 34

Asher's eyes fell on the video that was playing, and slowly, his eyes pulled up to Abigail's.

Abigail didn't expect at all that Mia was sending her a porn video, so she watched it without turning down the sound first, she could hear the loud moans that sounded from the video, suddenly, Asher turned it off, but he did not return the phone back to Abigail.

Abigail felt her face burn from embarrassment. She had never been humiliated in this manner before. And this was all Mia's fault. This was the second time Mia was putting her in trouble. She could bet Asher had misunderstood everything now.

After seconds of silence, Abigail cleared her throat, finally having the courage to meet Asher's expressionless stare.

"Don't misunderstand, things are not as it seems" Abigail spoke hurriedly. She didn't know why she always had to explain herself to Asher.

"I am listening," Asher said, folding his arms against his chest.

"Can you first return the phone to me? This way I can prove that this video was sent to me by someone else, I didn't even know what the video was about before I clicked on it." Abigail knew she sounded stupid right now, but she still had to explain herself. Why? She didn't know. Be was her husband, not her fucking father. "Asher, you saw I was so scared that I threw my phone out!"

Hopefully, Asher could believe her. But why did it matter so much if Asher believed her or not?

Abigail sighed frustratedly, she had no idea what was happening to her when it came to Asher.

"Don't be nervous." He said gently, but after hearing this from him, she became even more nervous. Fuck it Abigail! Jeep calm. It's just a stupid video.

She sat down on the sofa behind her, and Asher also sat down in the seat beside her but still didn't return the phone to her.

Abigail swallowed hard and stretched her hand to Asher, reminding him again, "Please return the phone to me."

The man shook his head, "You haven't explained clearly."

Abigail's lips parted, explain what? She thought she had explained it very clearly! This was a misunderstanding and nothing more.

A few moments later, Abigail breathed in deeply, "Tell me, where didn't I explain clearly?"

"Why would someone send such a video to you?" Asher said, not smiling, but Abigail could feel he was having fun with this.

Abigail said angrily, "My crazy friend Mia sent it to me. Happy now, please hand me my phone,"

"Be nice now. Remember, you still need a favor from me." Asher said, making Abigail to mentally roll her eyes.

"Okay, what else would you want to know?" Abigail asked, folding her arms against her chest.

"And why would someone send you a pirn video?" He asked, raising a brow.

"Because that person wanted me to learn how to have sex–" Abigail immediately flung her hand to her lips, covering the words that had almost wandered free.

The way Asher's gaze on her became more serious, Abigail knew he understood what she was trying to say.

Her blue eyes didn't move from Asher, and she heard him say to her, "So your friend wanted you to learn how to have sex with who?" He said so expressionless that it made Abigail choke on her breath.

She began to cough uncontrollably. Asher poured in some water for her and handed it to her. Abigail drank from it gently, until she finished the water in the cup. She placed the cup on the table, and her eyes fell back on Asher who was staring at her.

"Can I get my phone now?" She asked him,

"You can," he handed the phone to Abigail, leaning back on the sofa. "So have you thought about it?"

"Thought about what?"

"My condition," Asher voiced making Abigail to sigh.

"No Asher. Let's renegotiate," she demanded.

"And what do you propose?" He asked,

"I will do whatever you want me to do, in return, you'll take me to the Golden award night," Abigail said, and Asher thought about her words for a minute.

"Fine, it's a deal," he said.

Abigail's lips twitched in a smile, she stretched her hand to Asher. "Deal,"

He held her hand, his piercing gaze on her.

"If you have something for me to do, then please tell me,"

"Actually, I do have something I need you to do," Asher said seriously, and Abigail nodded.

"Firstly, let's shower together." Asher said, his words echoing within the walls of Abigail's mind.

"What!"

It dawned on Abigail that when Asher asked her to help with the clothes, she wasn't thinking about it, but rather had something wrong in mind.
As soon as she thought of her now chubby self, she hurriedly shook her head at Asher.
"Asher, this figure of mine, washing with you, is insulting, otherwise you let Jade..."
His biting gaze made Abigail go weak for a second, and his words cut off.
Warm palm captured her chin, Asher's indifferent tone asked her, "Do you want another woman to wash with me?"
"Asher, you're hurting me...."
Abigail was afraid that her chin would be crushed by Asher.
Asher's hand withdrew some of its force, allowing Abigail to speak without so much pain.

"Asher, I don't look good now."
Jade was better looking, and her body was even better, but Abigail didn't dare to say that for fear that Asher would get angry.

"Do you know what Jade is to me?"
Asher's question caused Abigail to fall into deep thought.

Pursing her lips, she carefully guessed, "Is Jade your confidant?"

"No."

So nervous, Abigail's hand unconsciously tugged on the man's clothes, and her voice trembled badly as she spoke, "Bedmate?"
"Continue."

No, she does not want to continue to guess at all, afraid of being beaten by him.
Abigail frowned, could it be that Asher and Jade did not have any special relationship?

But for a beauty as charming as Jade, no doubt there should be very many men lining up for her to choose from, right?

It was hard to believe that Asher wasn't one of those men. A thought came to her mind which made her eyes light up.

"You and Jade wouldn't be in a relationship between a superior and a subordinate, right?"

Seeing that Asher nodded, Abigail felt a bit unreal, but her intuition told her he wasn't lying.

Because Jade had called her madam before?

Hadn't even sorted things out yet? She was then brought along by Asher to the shower.

The warm water fell on her, making her feel a lot more awake.

"Well..."

Abigail was just about to open her mouth when Asher's lips fell.
The water had already wet the clothes on her body, but she felt that the temperature on her face and body was much warmer than the water.

Her body pressed against the Asher's as she breathed heavily.
His hand that landed on her body was also very hot.

Hot.
The drenched clothes, clinging to her skin, made her feel uncomfortable.

"Can we discuss this?"

Asher looked at Abigail thoughtfully but didn't say anything, he only gestured for her to make her words clearer.

"Asher, I'll help you in other ways, but you have to promise to take me to the Night of Golden Orchid."

The words fell, and Abigail lowered her head sheepishly.

"Other way?"

Abigail seriously suspected that Asher was deliberately pretending not to understand.
Gritting her teeth, she lightly waved her hand at him.

Her face was already a sweet red like a haze, Abigail could only console herself in her heart, she had already had one before anyway.

"Is there no room for discussion?"

"No."

"Hmph, I hate you, I'm leaving."

With those words, Abigail took a big step, wanting to hurry up and leave this sad place.

But, Asher was faster than her, and by the time she reached the door, the man had already opened the door, clothes in hand, and walked out.

She gave another cold hum at his back, but, is this what he meant by giving the bathroom to her?

All right! It was good that he still had gentlemanly manners.

She let herself comfortably soak into the water, picked up her phone, and sent a Weibo to Mia.

But Mia already knew that she could not do anything.
Even when she wanted to give a hand to Asher, she was rejected by him.

She looked at her fat little hands and sighed lightly, what can be done?

Even though Mia won't help her with her ideas, how can she convince Asher to take her to the Golden Orchid Night?
When Abigail had left the bathroom, it was already half an hour later.

Her eyes were red, yes, she thought of her family again.

Tears unconsciously spilled out of her eyes, and by the time she shook herself, she was already in tears.

She cleaned her eyes with a towel for a while before she dared to come out.
Asher was reading a book and did not look up at her as if he did not know she was coming out of the bathroom.

This was the best, Abilay down in the position next to Asher, still with her back to him.

Her hands tugged hard on the quilt, although wanting to see Dave had become her obsession, she still couldn't convince herself to have an intimate affair with the unfamiliar man that was now her husband.

Soon it was going to be the Night of the Golden Orchid, if she missed the opportunity, she wouldn't get another until further notice, it could be a month later, or maybe a year later.

Just when Abigail started feeling very torn and melancholy, Asher closed the book, turned off the light, and without the slightest communication with her, he laid down, also with his back to her.

The middle distance is quite wide, Abigail lightly frowned, carefully turned around, and lay flat.

She turned her face sideways and looked at Asher.

It was difficult to understand the mind of a marshmallow, the marshmallow in this case was Asher. The person who was coldly and ruthlessly rejected was her, but a certain marshmallow looks even angrier than her.

She stretched out her hand, tugged at his clothes, and said softly, "Asher, are you angry?"

He did not turn around to look at her, but only coldly returned her three words.
"Don't touch me."

Abigail retracted her hand, grunting, she just touched his clothes only, not him.
Nasty.

Abigail, boiling in anger, fell asleep.
The next day when she woke up, Asher was no longer by her side. This was good, otherwise, Abigail was afraid that she would not be able to control herself around him.

After eating some breakfast and exercising for two hours, Abigail went to the hospital to see her mother.

Unable to control herself, she cried again, but she had one more place to go.