Chapter 222 Forced Date

After sending Joan off, Sean found a hotel to stay in temporarily.

Since he made the trip to Ouisford, he didn’t plan on leaving so soon.

Abigail returned to her hotel after dinner. Then, she received a text from Sean.

‘Have you checked the contents of the envelope yet?‘

‘I haven’t had the time to. Don’t make a habit of texting me.’

Abigail’s rejection was clear and to the point.

‘Let’s meet up and talk. I heard the historical part of Ouisford is a good place to visit at night.’ Sean/sent another text.

Abigail frowned as she read Sean’s text. After a while, she typed out her response.

‘What’s this? Are you in a hurry to meet your ex–wife now that your mistress has left? Is there something wrong with you? Do you think I don’t need to sleep at night? Do you think I don’t have work to do tomorrow?‘

She couldn’t put up with Sean anymore. We’ve already gotten a divorce. What’s he up to now?

‘Joan isn’t my mistress. You saw it yourself, and you even got mad, so why are you saying this?‘

I knew it, Abigail thought. Sean always knew what was happening. He simply never said anything.

She responded to his text. ‘I’m not upset because of Joan. I just think it’s not worth any kind of genuine relationship with the likes of you!

nearly caused Analise’s death. Nevertheless, she truly hoped

few things about the Pearsons and the Davidsons. If you’re interested in hearing what I

Josh might not have approached her solely to find the Pearsons‘

historical street in Ouisford that

tourist attraction. Of course, some came purely for the food and just to walk along the

got out of the car, she saw Sean standing at the entrance to the street.

wearing a mask. She approached Sean with a frown. There was a hint

eyes.

didn’t he wear

and asking teasingly, “Are you afraid that someone would see us? We’ve gotten a divorce. There’s no need to hide

me to come over to listen to your irrelevant comments, I can get right back into the car and leave.” Abigail pulled

There were too many people around her, and

didn’t like being the center of

not irrelevant comments,” Sean said while taking

go.” Abigail’s gaze turned

her, but

we no longer hold hands just because we’re divorced?” There was a

face was emotionless. “One more comment

booked a place where we can talk.” Sean ignored her fury and

and went up to the second floor. They sat by the window. When Abigail

brought up a pot of tea, as well as some fruits and other

felt herself calming

left a warm light on before

atmosphere became rather

up a piece of dried fruit and asked, “What do you want

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