I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 87 We Are A Couple

Sean noticed that she was curled up like an ostrich, and he continued, “We are still a married couple, even on the show.”

Abigail pursed her lips and didn’t want to respond. Being a couple was something that only the two of them knew, and no one else did. When Joan slandered her, he never stepped forward to clarify that they were a married couple. He only mentioned this fact when they were in bed.

He looked at her and asked, “No response?”

“It’s still early. So, if you leave now, it won’t be a big deal even if someone sees you,” she whispered as she closed her eyes.

He

gave her a cold look. “Are you in such a hurry to get rid of me?”

Abigail struggled out of his embrace, pulled up the blanket, and sat up. She looked at him with a gentle expression. “That’s because I don’t want to cause Miss Smith any problem, and I don’t want anyone to question the show either.”

Sean snorted but didn’t say much because he could tell that Abigail was trying to please Luna wholeheartedly.

As he covered himself with the blanket, he didn’t bother paying attention to Abigail. When she saw how determined he was to stay, she was at a loss for words. So, she had no choice but to remain

silent and lie there with him.

passed, she didn’t know when she had fallen asleep. By the

that he had returned to his room, so she reached for her phone and saw that it was

in your room? I brought Victor back to my room, but he’s on a drip.

bathroom door opened. Sean walked out naturally toward her with a casual tone. “If you feel any discomfort, feel free to call me anytime. I have some other matters

reddened, whereas Luna, who was on the phone, had a sharp intake

she chuckled.

out to pinch her chin. “Your face is so

can leave now since you have work to do!” Abigail nervously pushed Sean’s hand away

at the corner of his lips, said nothing more, and turned to

as she felt like

spoke up softly.

“He’s

Abigail had never been so

for you,” Luna

in the bathroom, changed

was on a phone call when Abigail entered, and he raised an eyebrow with a mischievous smile while intentionally

felt that his behavior was

serious. “Don’t worry.

glanced at the unconscious Victor on the couch, still maintaining his cold

he’s okay yet, but there’s no need for you to be concerned about what he might

walked to the side, still with a smile. “If