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!

she didn’t pity Joan, who nearly caused Analise’s death. Nevertheless, she

about the Pearsons and the Davidsons. If you’re interested in hearing what I have to say,

and Josh might

was a historical street in Ouisford that was often

came to take photos in the historical setting. It was also a popular tourist attraction. Of course, some came purely for the food and just

got out of the car, she saw Sean standing at the entrance to the street. With his tall figure and attractive looks,

She approached Sean with a frown. There was a hint of disdain in

eyes.

he wear

afraid that someone would see us? We’ve gotten a divorce. There’s no

I can get right back into the car and leave.” Abigail pulled her

had never visited a busy place like this with Sean before. There were too

like being the center

Sean

Abigail’s gaze

but he let go

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

emotionless. “One more comment like this, and

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

a store with vintage decor and went up to the second floor. They sat by the window. When Abigail looked out, she

a pot of tea, as well as some fruits and

felt herself

up a scented candle and left a warm light on before leaving the private

atmosphere became

up a piece of dried fruit and asked,

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