My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1808 - 1801: Did She Give You Any Benefits?

Chapter 1808: Chapter 1801: Did She Give You Any Benefits?

Sophie pressed her lips together and didn’t speak.

This afternoon, she saw Faye Lister go to Joanna Lawrence’s place to borrow the bathroom.

It was not that Joanna wasn’t used to sharing, but rather that she simply didn’t want them to use it.

Her face turned a little sullen: "Even though the room is assigned to her, borrowing her bathroom should be okay, right? Annie just said that the other bathroom is unusable. What are we supposed to do?"

Annie Lawrence was even more anxious.

She went to the bathroom because of a stomachache.

Now she didn’t dare to go again, but the pain in her stomach was getting worse.

Her face was turning a bit red from holding it in.

"I think you all should just try to put up with it. The countryside has always been like this. Did you expect the conditions to be the same as in the city? Just because Joanna’s room has a bathroom, it doesn’t mean everyone can use it. The room was given to her, so it’s hers."

"If everyone keeps borrowing her bathroom, she’ll have no personal space left. Since she said she’s uncomfortable with it, you should stop causing her trouble."

Porter Rushbrook stood there with his hands in his pockets, addressing the group.

Coco Wadsley saw Porter again defending Joanna and couldn’t help but feel annoyed: "Porter, what do you mean? Are you saying we’re in the wrong? We’re all part of the same team, and borrowing a bathroom is such a trivial matter, isn’t it? It doesn’t affect her or cause her any loss."

"How did it become us causing her trouble?"

"Porter, I’ve noticed that you’re always defending Joanna. Did she give you some kind of benefit? You’re so nice to her." Driven by jealousy, Coco impulsively blurted out the words she shouldn’t have said.

Porter’s face darkened, and his expression turned cold.

"I support justice, not favoritism. If you were right, I would support you too. The room belongs to Joanna. If she allows you to use the bathroom, you can use it. If she doesn’t want to, you have no right to blame her."

"Since you all decided to participate in this program, you should be aware of the local conditions. Now you’re complaining about everything. What were you doing earlier? If you can’t adapt to life here, you might as well leave."

Porter’s words were blunt and direct.

Coco’s face immediately froze.

Sophie’s expression also stiffened.

"What Porter said isn’t wrong. The room belongs to Joanna. In order for you to use her bathroom, her permission is required. If she is unwilling, then just let it go." Faye looked at everyone, sighed inwardly, and tried to persuade them, "If you’re scared, I can accompany you. The pig is locked up and can’t get out; just don’t look at it."

Since Faye had put it this way, the others couldn’t say anything more.

Coco clenched her teeth, staring at Joanna’s closed door, and the hatred gnawed at her.

*

The next morning, Joanna Lawrence woke up to her alarm clock.

She got up an hour and a half earlier than usual, quickly washed up, and went out from her room.

The morning air in the countryside was fresh. Joanna stood on the steps, took a deep breath, spread her arms wide, and stretched.

Last night, she had slept quite well.

She hadn’t experienced any sleeping difficulties, having slept soundly until now.

The tabby cat, nestled in the flowerbed, saw her, jumped down, and walked over to her feet, meowing and rubbing against her leg.

"Good morning, kitty," Joanna crouched down and patted the tabby cat’s head, "What brings you here? Are you hungry? What do you usually eat?"