I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 72 What Are You Two Doing Late at Night?

He actually left her, who was potentially injured, here. Abigail found it laughable that she could not help but hold on to a faint hope when she saw Joan’s name flashing on his phone carlier. She wondered if, just this once, Sean might stay by her side and look after her because she was hurt.

Just as usual, he disappointed her.

She unfolded the design sketch and looked at it briefly before folding it back up. She leaned against. the wall, slowly making her way toward the artificial hill. She had considered asking Luna to pick her up, but it was so late that she did not want to bother her friend.

Walking into the rose garden, she came to a halt when the man who had just finished his call noticed her presence. Standing in the dim garden, he had long, slender legs and a lean figure. His shoulder–length hair was tied into a small braid at the back of his head.

“Miss Quinn?” The man immediately recognized her.

Seeing that it was Victor Mendez, one of the models for this shoot, Abigail nodded and said, “Yes.

Are you out for a walk?”

“Yeah… I was making a call to my family. Did you hurt your leg?” He noticed she had been favoring

her right foot and immediately approached her.

Her usually calm face showed a hint of embarrassment as she replied, “I was taking a walk and accidentally tripped over a stone. It’s a sprain, but it doesn’t seem too serious. I’m just worried about delaying work tomorrow, so I’m being cautious.”

and handsome face, Victor looked solemn. “You can’t just rely

experience, and making random guesses won’t

argue with that. As such, he helped her and guided

before her and reached out for her ankle. Immediately, she flinched, puzzling

uncomfortable, she quickly explained, “I’m not used to people touching

a model. I’ve gained some experience judging minor injuries and sprains from walking on the runway. Will you trust me this once?” He gazed into her eyes,

“Maybe I should just ask

be too late by tomorrow. Don’t forget; tomorrow is the

boss finds out your injury hinders

had no choice but to concede. “Alright, please help me take

and applied some pressure, to which she could not help

tissues. It’ll hurt tomorrow, but it

If you can, remember to apply ice when you get

movement.” He

“You seem very