I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 69 You’re Trying to Please Me

Abigail thought, Joan’s just a homewrecker, yet so shamelessly arrogant. Does she think she can just bully me?

Luna couldn’t help but smile faintly. There was a mocking tone in her voice as she replied, “Don’t worry, I have my own plans.” Before this, they were losing their edge, so she didn’t find it. appropriate to say anything to the media. This time, if Joan refused to apologize publicly, Luna

wouldn’t let her off the hook either!

After the three hours of tea–brewing and snack–making had passed, Abigail gathered her belongings and returned to her room. As she settled down, a knock on her door disrupted her moment of rest. She assumed it was Luna who wanted to discuss the draft. So, she quickly got up and opened the door.

Before Abigail could say anything, Sean barged into her room.

Startled, she glanced outside. She ensured no cameras were following him and closed the door.

“Why are you acting like we’re having an affair?” Sean’s voice sounded from behind Abigail. Before she could react, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

She tried to break free, saying, “It’s not the right time…”

door with his free hand. After securely

feel his warmth radiating through his thin shirt. It sent shivers across

goosebumps.

right?” He rested his chin on her shoulder, his voice deep

suggestive.

voice trembled as she replied, “You did

embrace always made Abigail feel vulnerable. Perhaps that was the unique attraction between a married couple. Even if he didn’t express affection openly, they were remarkably compatible in

brushed against her fair neck. After a while, he whispered, “I

was her first time wearing a dress like that, so she couldn’t be bothered about other things. She

next step, a dull knocking echoed outside. Someone was knocking on his room door. Abigail suspected it was Joan coming to speak with him. Abigail held his eager hands and said

His voice sounded a

knew Sean was reminding her of their hidden marriage. If he left now, it might suggest their relationship was deeper than it

about to kiss her, his phone suddenly vibrated. She watched as he retrieved his phone and silenced it. She knew Sean was still concerned that Joan would discover their

strong, passionate grip on her waist relaxed. He took his phone and walked over to the window. He answered the call. “Hello, what’s the

Abigail felt the warmth at her waist fade. A moment later, the bitterness and disappointment in her heart was replaced by calmness. She walked

in my room right now. If you need something, we can talk about it

answered Joan’s question calmly.