I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 109 It’s Your Handwriting

Abigail emerged from the bathroom and found Scan fixated on the draft on the coffee table. A sense of uncase gripped her, and she blurted out, “How’d you get in?”

His focus was abruptly shattered. He turned to her and then walked over to pick up the draft. “Kevin gave me a key card, so I let myself in. Why is there a problem with that?”

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. A moment later, she calmly asked, “Why did Kevin give you the key card? What made him think I wouldn’t let you in?”

Ignoring her question, Sean studied the draft. Abigail tightened her towel and approached him, her nerves under control. “So, what do you think of the changes?”

“Why is the paper filled with your handwriting?” He held the draft and looked at her. Her hair was‘ still wet, and water droplets trailed down her collarbone. He found himself captivated by that, momentarily lost in thought. She spoke, but her voice seemed distant.

“Ms. Smith wants me to pick up the design. She’ll let me write all the elements of the design she comes up with to nurture my creativity.”

that single droplet of water sliding down her body. She walked closer to him. The scent of her shampoo was intoxicating.

he picked her up in a princess carry and looked at her. “Are you doing

on purpose?”

upon hearing that. She then processed his words and retorted, “You

playfully tossed her

him. “I haven’t dried my

you

the draft were

night.

went to the dining hall with Luna. Luna looked at her and smiled.

but Sean entered my room last night with a key card. He saw the draft and the altered dress on the table. I

Luna gasped. “So, he…”

closer and confided how she’d been compelled

seduce Sean.

view. Carefully, he began, “I ran

asked, “You were up

working on designs. I decided to take a stroll in the garden to

in, Victor grumbled, “You’re still modifying your design, Damian? The show’s in two days. Don’t give