I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 175 Bitter Resentment Reserved for Him Alone

Sean raised an eyebrow but didn’t answer her.

Had Abigail already met Eric’s family without Sean knowing?

As he contemplated this, Abigail fell silent.

Once they entered the airport waiting area, Sean sat down and looked at Abigail. “After this project, I have another job opportunity…”

“Please. Let’s not mix business and personal matters.” Abigail quickly interrupted him.

After experiencing multiple unfortunate incidents with him, she had no interest in working together with him.

“I absolutely won’t cause you trouble this time, and this job opportunity is really important.” Sean said earnestly.

“I decline,” Abigail replied without hesitation.

Sean was taken aback.

He looked at Abigail and tugged at his tie. “Not even a chance?”

“I’ve suffered twice in your hands and the hands of your family. Do you think L.Moon will work with you? I won’t forget those who wronged me,” Abigail said, a faint smile playing on her lips.

It was unclear whether she was mocking herself or mocking Sean.

“You can contact the other studios,” Abigail added.

Sean didn’t bring up the topic again during the entire flight.

He had caused trouble before, and now he was trying to make amends.

Abigail would work with anyone but him; she avoided him like the plague.

as he tried to figure out

on the brink of a trust

warmer, with bright sunshine that made people feel

bit as she knew that

and silently followed behind

reached the car parked at the entrance, he handed her luggage over to

for Abigail.

you,” Abigail

frowned and

to everyone except him. Whenever she saw him, it was as if she held a deep grudge against

car with a

day back in Pendorf, the crew had half a

and Sean returned to her rented apartment. When they opened the door, there was dust and the place was clean. It even had a lived-in

my place while I

Sometimes I went back home.” Sean stood by the door while looking at her relaxed expression. He was

nodded and walked into the living

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hungry? I can make some food for you.” Sean wore the slippers as well and stood in the living room as he

him, who was standing

external qualities always made it impossible for people to

couldn’t bear to let this work of

hand as he sat down, but

at her with deep eyes. “I really want

the remote control, and turned on the TV. “Is that traditional medicine doctor

reality, there was no news

seeing that Abigail had no intention of discussing their

discuss her topic. “Mm.”

behind. It was almost

targeting me? That doctor said…” Abigail

incidents had a strange

had something to do with Joan just because the person mentioned the