I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 6

Sean felt agitated as he glanced at the divorce settlement and the several

cards in his hand. I simply thought she was just throwing a tantrum. How dare

she think of divorcing me!

“Are you being serious right now?” He held back his anger and managed to

ask through his teeth.

Abigail quirked a brow at him and replied nonchalantly, “I am dead serious.

Sign it, and we will go through the procedures when both of us are free later.

Sean looked at his wife before his eyes relentlessly as he thought, We have

been married for three years, and Abigail has been fulfilling her duty as Mrs.

Graham. She’s well–behaved, obedient, and kind to my family members.

More so, she pleases me in every possible way. Yet, she’s like a different

person now.

As he regarded her fair and lustrous face painted with impatience that was

completely different from before and listened to the icy cold words that

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escaped her lips, he felt a knife stabbing through his heart as he realized that

Abigail was truly looking forward to leaving him. So, he quickly retracted his

gaze, turned around, and walked into the living room. “There’s no need for

that. I will see you at the City Hall front entrance tomorrow at 9.00AM.” His

indifferent voice sounded.

she was all

that she truly realized that her heart was still in pain

Half of her body went numb.

didn’t even know how she managed to walk out of the

studio in a daze and lay on the

was churning in pain

hastily covered her mouth and rushed

earlier

instead of

matters worse, whenever she suffered

nothing but excruciating pain. Since she hadn’t had

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forgotten about the agony she

even bother taking

this moment, the journey from her

back drenching

endured the pain as

Luna.

her dismay, Luna didn’t hear her phone ringing at all

like a log.

would die of pain in the studio

Sean after a great deal of hesitation. However, no

Thus, she called again. This time, it was answered

a soft, waxy voice sounded from the other end

as Abigail heard the voice, she could tell it

Who is it?”

the apartment just now. Yet, he’s

out of my mind to think of asking

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no response on the other end, she

Abigail? Are you

had no intention of hearing Joan say

she promptly hung up the phone. Then, she curled

carpet, frowned, and blocked all

her vision and passed out

phone away.

“Abigail?”

up early the next

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still wearing her pajamas, she obviously

to change. Then, she said guiltily, “Was it your digestive