I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 229 Cultivating Feelings

“What are you looking at?” Abigail’s face held a mix of confusion and embarrassment.

She wasn’t sure if Sean had overheard her conversation with her grandmother.

“Your grandmother wants to leave the hospital again?” Sean had caught a snippet of their

conversation.

Abigail gave a small nod. She didn’t intend to have a deep conversation with Sean and was about to head back.

“Let’s take a stroll?” Sean approached her.

“No need, I still have work to finish.” She wanted to get it done quickly and return home so her grandmother wouldn’t have to stay in the hospital for too long.

“You should take a break occasionally. What if you get too tired and end up in the hospital, which would delay your work even more?” Sean gently held Abigail’s wrist without much thought.

Abigail immediately tried to pull away.

“Help me take a look at the scenery here and give me some design advice,” Sean said, pulling her toward the exit.

“This is something you should ask an architect, not a fashion designer!” Abigail freed herself from Sean’s grasp.

“Sometimes, professional designers may not have better ideas than cross–industry designers,” Sean said, pulling Abigail’s hand once again.

Abigail was dragged out by him.

They happened to run into a couple who were taking a leisurely stroll, fanning themselves. Abigail stopped making a fuss at once and followed Sean.

“Taking a walk?” The woman recognized Abigail and initiated the conversation.

Abigail nodded.

his phone, occasionally exchanging

the woman.

followed Sean, listening to the couple’s

still

1/4

husband.

village. But what can they do if a few holdouts

to persuade those holdouts. Otherwise, the whole village will suffer

and Abigail listened in silence,

them in a nice way?” The man grew impatient and

her

wondered why he was so upset. He had such a bad temper. It was surprising that

moment, Sean suddenly took Abigail’s hand, whispering, “Let’s walk

suspected that Sean was deliberately

faster.” Sean hastened his

along,

woman murmured, “Being young is a

a hint of

a dense clump

quite rare,” Sean said

really

out her phone, snapped a photo, and sent

Village is in the countryside,” Abigail said to Sean after

so it was crowded.

The couple approached them.

seen them before?” the woman smiled and asked Abigail

Abigail smiled

it becomes a tourist village, there might be fewer,” the woman said, still fanning herself, and walked away

waited until they were gone. “What she said is actually correct. Fireflies don’t like

to go back. I just thought of a

me too.” Sean quickly spoke when he