Asher, who was suddenly hit by a pillow, held the pillow. The splitting headache, followed by flashes of something, stopped quickly as he held the pillow, completely baffled. He looked down at the pillow as his brows furrowed deeper.
What just happened?
It couldn't be that he developed a migraine, right?!
Asher felt horrified. He instantly forgot that he felt the name Silas a little familiar and looked in Abigail's direction only to find that the woman had long gone off the trails. He sighed and hugged the pillow, feeling wronged.
He only wanted to play a bit. Why throw a pillow at his face? Just because he read her novel?!
The more he thought about it, the more conflicted he became. Ultimately, he directed all of his confusion toward Nicholas, who was standing there like a statue, folding his hand across his chest. He didn't look like a husband who really cared for his wife. Otherwise, he wouldn't continue to stand by and watch the show while someone else teased his own wife!
