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

to endure it

this time.”

turning to Luna. “Sean wants me 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 considering just letting it go…” When he mentioned those words earlier, the small glimmer of hope in

up. I’m

in dissatisfaction, “I even thought about burning his

so just meet up with him. Also, since he’s taking the initiative to ask you out, he must have something else to talk about.

concern. “But do you think he’s being

only a good pairing if it feels real, right? Moreover, why would you offend him for no reason? You can benefit from being around him in the production team. It’s a win–win situation!”

in resignation. “All

You can gain popularity and maybe even annoy Joan. You’re getting a

send him the message.” She was

Hidden in a nook within the garden’s rockery, Abigail sent a message to Sean: ‘Why aren’t you here yet? There are too many mosquitoes here. My legs are covered in

received the message,

cautiously peered out from her hiding spot, only to find her head enveloped

he joined her

darkness and

have to be

smile

nervously. “I don’t want anyone to discover

his hand. “What secret mission are we

occasion, but now they were meeting in