I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 223 The True Intention

Abigail could never have imagined their reason for seeking her might be this.

She felt slightly touched when Josh hesitantly told her he would protect her in the past.

Even though she knew there were additional conditions, she had not thought that taking her away from her grandmother was only the surface condition, and the true intention ran much deeper.

Sean began, I understand this might be hard for you to accept-”

“You think I’m that fragile? I never planned to accept them in the first place, so there’s no question of finding it hard,” Abigail interrupted him.

He nodded gently. “As long as you’re not upset, it’s fine.”

“I never had deep feelings for them from the start. So, what’s the purpose behind having Lexie force me to acknowledge my identity?” Abigail asked with a cold and unwavering gaze, looking at kim.

Honestly, she did not fully trust Sean yet. After all, this was all coming from his mouth.

Still, what benefit would he gain from deceiving her? What was her value to him? He could have found many ways to avoid divorce if he could not bear to part with her and marry someone else. He was capable of anything. It all depended on his willingness to act.

it’s for your protection or other reasons, Eric and Josh must make sure you pass the test with

disgust flitted across her face. “What do they think

If you ask Eric, Josh, or even Lynette, they can all verify it,” Sean said, leaning back

not, this was how things

been stringent, not to mention that Eric’s parents were

marry me off to Eric by exposing my professional qualifications, huh?” Abigail found it somewhat funny. She had

be sure about that, but if they’re going to reveal your identity, there must be a

Sean replied.

took a sip of her

you telling me all this today, but let me clarify: I still find your attitude toward women disgusting, even if that person is as despicable as Joan. Who gave you the

the wrong target,” he

say you didn’t deliberately let Joan act recklessly? You allowed your grandmother to run

grandmother from berating you, we might never have reached the point of divorce. Is that what you

Abigail remained silent.

how cold–blooded I may be, I wouldn’t harm the kin

him. “Did Joan’s

nodded gently. “If they hadn’t helped me back then, I wouldn’t

Abigail was left speechless.

more, but let me emphasize once more: I never had