I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 25
However, Abigail was naturally wary of Kevin.
Perhaps because she thought he was Sean’s friend, she always felt that
these two were birds of a feather.
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She turned her head and looked at Kevin meaningfully. “I’m getting a divorce
from Sean. You know that, right?”
Kevin visibly paused for a moment, then shrugged nonchalantly. “Yeah. I just
found out a few days ago, but rest assured, I always keep my personal and
professional life separate. Inviting Alana wasn’t just my idea; it was the whole
design team’s decision. We heard about her recent loss, and I didn’t want the
team to intrude on her inconsiderately. I thought I would explore the situation
since we are acquaintances.”
Only then did she ask, “May I ask if the show provides assistants, or is it up to
the individual?”
He wore a meaningful smile. “Of course, you can bring your own assistants.
After all, the audience only wants to see work efficiency and results.”
Having assistants provided by the show could indeed create conflicts and
topics, but it might be biased, which was why Kevin’s show never indulged in
such things.
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Abigail thought the same way, and her doubts vanished. She extended her
hand gracefully. “I need to discuss this with Luna first. I hope we can work
together.”
Kevin’s eyes lit up, and he shook Abigail’s hand. “I’ll be waiting for good news,

then.”
The next moment, he felt a chill around his neck as he quickly let go of her
hand and stood up. He handed her a business card and said, “You should go
ahead and enjoy yourself. I need to attend to the other guests.”
After bidding farewell to Abigail, Kevin rushed upstairs, and sure enough, in
the hotel’s open room area on the second floor, he saw a man smoking
leisurely while leaning against the handrail.
From Sean’s angle, he had a clear view of Kevin and Abigail chatting and
laughing amiably.
Kevin touched his neck while recalling the chilling gaze just now, then
smirked. “Are you jealous, Sean?”
The man casually extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray and sneered.
Jealous? What a joke.
Kevin hurriedly explained, “We only have a professional relationship, and I
won’t touch anyone related to you. Let me tell you something. You might not
know this, but my sister-in-law is-”
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sean’s cold voice. “You’ve
said it already. We’re divorced, so don’t address her as your sister-in-law
anymore. Whether you like her or not has nothing to do with me.”
Sean’s mind was still stuck on the image of Abigail and Kevin being all smiles
and close just moments ago. Both of them looked handsome and beautiful
together. Anyone who saw it would say they looked like a great pair.
The more he thought about it, the more agitated he felt. He flicked the lighter
with his slender fingers, picked up his coat without looking back, and walked
away. Huh! They’ve only known each other for a short while, yet they dare to
discuss private matters already.
Kevin was taken aback by Sean’s icy attitude, but he didn’t chase after the
man. Instead, he slumped into a chair and teasingly continued the second
half of his sentence, “Alana.”
Your wife is none other than the famous Alana.
Meanwhile, Abigail felt the hall was too stuffy and went to the back garden to
catch her breath.
As soon as she walked out of the revolving door, someone grabbed her arm
tightly.
The familiar presence surrounded her, and she knew who it was without even
looking back.
However, she had no patience at all when she saw Sean right now, so she
pushed him away in frustration. “Stop being touchy-feely in public!”
She was afraid that Joan would see them and start another fit of madness
as she didn’t want to be hounded again to compensate for 120 thousand!
Sean’s expression froze.
Earlier on, she had been all lovey-dovey on the red carpet with Kevin. Why did
it become touchy-feely when he was the lawful husband?