I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 202 You Won’t Keep Anything From Me, Will You?

Sean turned around, frowning as he regarded Abigail. “What are you trying to say?” His tone quickly took on a hint of anger.

“Nothing. I was just asking.” she replied immediately.

As he stared at her, he suddenly curled his lips into a mocking smile. “Do you still think I would deceive you for Joan?”

“I’m going to the kitchen.” She sidestepped him, not wanting to continue this conversation.

Sean, who was just about to say something in response, was interrupted by Analise’s words as her voice rang out across the room, “Sean, let me know if there’s anything else you want to eat.”

He immediately replied, “It’s fine. If you make too much, you’ll end up eating the leftovers tomorrow.” Analise was frugal, and he had seen her consuming leftovers several times.

After dinner, he didn’t speak to Abigail again until she had fallen asleep.

In the middle of the night, he finally gave up trying to catch a wink. So, he got up and went to the yard to smoke. Abigail doesn’t trust me at all.

Early the next morning, he learned that Abigail had already flown to Ouisford after catching an early flight by the time he woke up from his slumber.

She had informed Lynette that she no longer needed her to pick her up. Once that was done, she placed her entire focus on her embroidery.

Alas, her focus was broken when she overheard the staff working in the studio that Lynette was arguing with a man around lunchtime. It seemed that this mystery man had been waiting at the door bright and early. So, she decided to see just what on Earth was going on.

could hear Lynette’s frustrated voice at the entrance

been sending her to and fro for several days. If I wanted to harm

the moment.

you don’t

her face. When her gaze landed on the two people who were arguing by

“Are you guys done?”

saw Abigail, she looked absolutely distressed. “Abby, even if you

I just feel bad about bothering you every day,”

just giving you a ride. It’s not like

fine, Lynette. I’m not that close with Josh anyway. I’m just a stranger who just happened to make his acquaintance at

step closer to Abigail to argue her case, she was promptly blocked

last strands that were restraining

sternly, “Ms. Quinn has made her opinions clear. You

can’t we have a private chat?” Tears were welling up

knew that Lynette wanted to talk about that lost child. To

happened to have caused such a tragedy to befall the Pearsons. Nonetheless, she was of the opinion that the fault was squarely laid on the adults’ shoulders for losing their ‘precious gem. Furthermore, she had no connection whatsoever to

However, she still agreed to Lynette’s plea after

his hand and

was overwhelmed

lounge, Abigail went straight to the point. “If this is about the lost

she was utterly stumped in the face of Abigail’s resolute

Besides, so many years have already passed by. You really shouldn’t disturb someone who

finally posed the question, “What