I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 71 Wait for the Day You Succeed

Abigail leaned against the wall, lifting her injured leg as she breathed lightly. It was dark inside, so Sean could not see it. He took out his phone and turned on the torchlight. Then, he crouched down before her. “How’s your leg?”

She almost lost her balance and subconsciously reached out to hold onto his shoulder. Gently, she moved her left ankle. “It hurts a little, but I’m unsure if it’s sprained.”

Feeling her strength, Sean reached out and held her left ankle. Abigail shivered a little, reflexively tightening her grip on his shoulder, and said in a trembling voice, “I’m fine… Don’t…”

He looked up at her, a smirk on his face. “Are you getting weak just because I held your ankle?”

Her face flushed as she bit her lip, her eyes moist. “I’m scared of the pain.” With that, she looked away. Under the glow of the torchlight, her ears were translucent, and the red tint on them was

more visible than ever.

It was only then that Sean realized that Abigail might be embarrassed. He gazed at the woman’s

slightly raised leg, her foot pale and pretty as the silver high heels wrapped around it. Faint veins

bump on her ankle

hand lightly pressed against it as

his warm palm on her ankle. She was about to lose her balance, so she could only lean against the wall. With no choice, she tried

Smith. She was the one who asked

mind was not focused on that. He had only made a reasonable guess, but he decided not to probe further since it had been debunked. His gaze turned dark as he gazed at the pale leg that kept retracting. He asked

she did not feel much pain, she felt uneasy when he held her like that. However, she was about to answer when his phone rang. Lowering her head, she saw

his arm around her waist, he gazed at her before

sobbing voice sounded from

her lips and lowered her gaze, tentatively putting

was instantly filled

There’s something in the room… I don’t know what

for me.” With that, Joan

in a distant and polite tone, “Give me the drafts, and you can go. I just tried to land my foot, and it doesn’t seem injured. I was probably in a rush, and I somehow dislocated

It hurt for a moment,

Let’s go.” With his arm around

to leave with him.