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.

through his

the woman.

listening to the couple’s casual

a tourist village will really work? I’m still counting on the compensation to buy a

1/4

husband.

demolish all the houses in the village. But what can they do

Otherwise, the whole village will suffer if we don’t get the compensation,”

in

in a nice way?” The man grew impatient and snapped at the

pursed her lips and

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

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

that Sean was

Sean

along, and they jogged

they passed by the couple, the woman murmured,

a hint of

a lush riverside with a dense clump of bushes, where fireflies were

is quite rare,”

was really

took out her phone, snapped a photo, and sent

in

tourist village, so it was crowded. There couldn’t

The couple approached them.

woman smiled and asked

Abigail smiled in

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

“What she said is

suddenly said, “I have to go back. I

should think about a design for me too.” Sean quickly spoke when