I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 70 Force Her to Apologize Publicly

Sean let go of Abigail’s chin and stepped aside. Lowering his gaze, he looked at her and said, “We’ll meet again at night. Send me a message, and I’ll bring your drafts.” With that, he walked up to the door. He opened it and left the room, leaving behind a lingering coldness that Joan’s call had

brought.

Abigail sat alone for a while before deciding to take a shower. Afterward, she confided in Luna about his request.

Luna was so pissed that she threw her phone on the couch. “He treated you well in the production.

team, so I thought your relationship with him had improved. Alas… He’s getting greedy, isn’t he?”

“Joan still holds a special place in his eyes,” Abigail said in a low voice.

Luna approached the coffee table and crouched to pour a glass of water. She downed it and said, “I

thought I could teach Joan a lesson this time, but who knew… It must be nice to have Sean

protecting her, huh? My blood pressure is ramping up.”

Abigail asked, “What were you planning to do?”

“I was going to make Joan publicly apologize to us. If she refused, I was considering suing her for

it again. I thought our studio could

this time.” Luna sounded

to send him a message later, and he’ll return the drafts to me. I don’t want to have any more contact with him, so

I’m telling you, you seriously have to try a little.” Patting Abigail on the shoulder,

dissatisfaction, “I even thought about

It’s a great opportunity, so just meet up with him. Also, since he’s taking the initiative to ask you out, he must

her with concern. “But do you think he’s being sincere

feels real, right? Moreover, why would you offend him

sighed in resignation.

just have to interact with him. You can gain popularity and maybe even annoy Joan. You’re getting a lot

hand away. “All right, I get it. I’ll send him the message.”

the garden’s rockery, Abigail sent a message

received the message, he picked up his

hiding spot, only to find her head enveloped

joined her

darkness and remarked, “What kind of place have

we have met somewhere else? Did it have to

faint smile

her arm nervously. “I don’t want

chin with his hand. “What secret mission are we on that

had even dressed up for the occasion, but now they were meeting in this