I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 186 Who Is Your Wife?

Abigail unintentionally verbally argued with him and didn’t even realize it herself. Cameron had already said before that this was Abigail’s way of getting close to Sean. Of course, Sean would not tell Abigail that in the event that she distanced herself from him to avoid these arguments.

During breakfast, Sean suddenly spoke, “I’ll be heading to the police station later. If everything goes smoothly, I’ll head back directly.”

She merely nodded and focused on her meal, and he reached out to pat her head.

“Are

you possessed?” She tilted her head with a mouthful of food and mumbled.

“How am I possessed by patting my own wife?” Sean’s tone carried a hint of annoyance.

“Who’s your wife?” Abigail retorted as she shifted her body.

To her surprise, she soon realized that Sean wasn’t really mad but was merely looking at her with

smile

Abigail furrowed her brow and felt that the man seemed to have changed somewhere down the line. If she had acted like this in the past, he would definitely have been upset.

She quietly analyzed Sean’s change and couldn’t help but think of the scene where he had made that secret phone call in the hallway. He seemed to know everything but refused to say anything.

Abigail reason to suspect that

off at the embroidery store. He wanted to hold her hand and say a few words to her. Alas, she simply brushed his hand aside and

you sulking about now?”

gazed down at him. “I’m not angry with you. There’s no need for that

without another word. Sean watched her walk into the embroidery studio, and his tongue couldn’t

to the police station to complete some formalities and reconfirm whether the person Taught

in the video was not Joan’s brother, but there was something about that person’s demeanor that reminded him of him. Sean was almost certain that this person and Joan’s brother were

he asked the person on

only have one request. Take care of my sister. I don’t understand why you’d want to

that reason enough? Kingston, I don’t want to waste time dealing

a lot for your wife. Who is she, really?” Kingston’s

tone.

privately, I promise everything about Joan will be ruined. You know what she fears the most even better than I do,” came

me,”

his phone for a moment before starting the

having a conversation with an elderly craftsman about the materials used in jewelry when her phone kept

the elderly craftsman stopped speaking, she quickly shoved her phone back

has to be polished into such small beads, and there’s some wastage involved, but I’m willing to give it a try,” the old

you,” Abigail responded

her phone. She opened her

angles, Joan looked elated and was clearly blushing throughout the entire meal. unable to