I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 172 Let’s Spend New Year’s Eve Together

They finished work early on New Year’s Eve. Lewis had arranged a dinner at the hotel.

Abigail had a bit of alcohol. When she returned to her room after taking a shower, she noticed that it was snowing again outside.

Snowflakes were falling slowly outside the window. She had originally intended to make a video call to Analise, but after drinking a few rounds, it was already past 10.00PM.

She leaned against the window and watched a TV series. In a daze, she heard a knock on the door.

She paused the TV series and tilted her head to listen. After hearing the knocking sound again, she got up to open the door.

To her surprise, she found Sean outside. “Aren’t you spending New Year’s with your grandmother?”

“She’s already asleep, so I came over. It’s not even midnight yet, so I made it in time,” Sean said as he walked in.

He was wearing a cashmere coat with a scarf, and there were some water droplets on it. They must have melted from the snow.

Abigail closed the door and frowned. “It’s going to be hard to explain this to them now.”

“Just tell them that we’re a married couple then.” Sean turned and looked at Abigail.

She immediately replied, “No way.”

She seemed afraid of people finding out about their relationship as she didn’t even hesitate, but Sean thought that she was more afraid of Eric knowing about it.

At this thought, Sean was displeased. “Abigail, is it because I’m not presentable, or are you worried that our relationship will affect your interactions with people on the set?”

“Are you here to pick a fight with me?” Abigail’s face fell.

wondered, Who’s trying to pick

spend New Year’s Eve with you, and this

“It’s not like I asked you to

you to say it again.” Sean reached out and pinched her chin while appearing angry, but his actions were more like

thought he was being serious and looked at him while asking,

but his tone carried a hint

seriously,

chin with his hand for a moment, then let go before taking

you didn’t come, no one would make you

touch her face again. “Was the dinner delicious? Are

as you,” Abigail

Year together then.” Sean held her hand as they walked toward

resisted for a moment and said, “You should get your own room, or how am I

until 3.00AM, and then I’ll leave,” Sean said before wrapping his arm around her shoulder and

refuse. She calmly

was just ten minutes away

and slowly slumped

at her with gentle

it struck midnight, fireworks started

and quickly looked out the window, only to see

of fireworks followed another. She watched in

landed on her

him and heard him ask, “Is it

you arrange this?” Abigail

held her face and asked,

like fireworks,” she

pulled her

quickly stopped Sean’s advances as she fully