I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 254 Willingly Became His Mistress

Eric’s eyes drooped, and with a few shifts, he appeared troubled.

Abigail felt somewhat resigned.

The night breeze tousled her soft hair, and she raised a hand to tidy it up. decided what to ask, I’ll head inside. Just give me a call when you’re ready.”

“Since

you haven’t

He felt a sense of urgency and reached out to grab her wrist. “Abigail.” He called out and immediately released her, his face blushing as he apologized, “I’m sorry. I was too hasty. I didn’t mean to touch you. I returned to Capitalis a few days ago because the Pearsons found their missing daughter. I’m truly sorry I didn’t inform you!”

Josh had told him they would apologize together to Abigail once the time was right. However, he did not want that. He could not stand the days of dating Kelly as he did not like her.

“Finding her is a good thing. Why apologize? This way, I can finally relax. After all, you insisted on

me like the Pearsons‘ daughter, which was quite a

Her smile was

reckless, causing you trouble. But even though the Pearsons have found their lost daughter, our relationship remains the same. You can still call me ‘Eric‘. If you need anything,

your

appreciate your help, and I think the mistake was a stroke of luck. I don’t want to cling to a fortune that doesn’t belong to me and trouble you further,” she politely declined. He wanted to say more, but she continued, “Eric, this is the last time I’ll call you that. We’re from different worlds and cities. I’ll never

slight fondness for her, which began from a mistaken identity. He should have a marriage alliance with the Pearsons, provided that Sean did not lie to her. In that case, Eric should return to his circle and treat the

talk to and decided not to see her trouble. Yet, what if they found her and Eric’s relationship too complicated

her a headache, let alone the combined forces of the Davidsons from Capitalis and

into the hotel step by step, his hand slowly forming a fist by

side.

received a call from Ronaldo when packing her bags. She did not want to trouble him to take her to

tone. “Up so early? I was planning to leave quietly. How did you catch me

the hotel. If

had hardly finished speaking when the room’s

hotel last night? I know there’s nothing between you two, but the paparazzi

someone ringing my doorbell. Can you contact hotel security?” Abigail was not panicking. After all, she was in a high–end hotel, and Eric’s fans could

“I’ll

in your room. I’m