I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 384

Chapter 384 Crippled Drawing Hand

During the meal, Abigail realized that Maisy had never once looked away from her.

Honestly speaking, it was making her feel embarrassed.

“Did you design the dress you’re wearing?” Maisy gently asked just as the meal was coming to a

close.

“Yes.” Abigail nodded.

Her dress was made of a very comfortable fabric in a neutral color and was covered in highly detailed and realistic embroidery. It was a variation of the classic princess line.

A flash of sorrow appeared on Maisy’s face. “I should have asked you to sell me the dress no matter what back then. Your designs are beautiful

Abigail did not know if that was just flattery, but she still smiled in response. “Thank you.”

“Let me escort you to the car, Grandmother,” Eric chimed in.

“Okay,” Maisy dotingly said.

It was clear he was afraid Maisy would upset Abigail. It seemed he would be a man who did everything his wife asked in the future.

The moment the two of them left, Abigail let out a loud sigh of relief.

As Eric escorted Maisy out of the hotel, she suddenly asked, “If you like her that much, why did you tell Josh you would be getting engaged to the Pearsons’ daughter?”

been targeting her because I like her. I don’t want to drag her down.” Eric could not tell Maisy about what happened with Kelly. After all, Kelly was

Scarlett. Do you think the Pearsons have the wrong girl?” Maisy wondered with a

Abigail, she knew Abigail was Scarlett’s daughter.

are related. Eric thought it was a pity as well. It would be nice if Abigail was Scarlett’s

who’s also quite brilliant. In terms of personality,

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shame. Why couldn’t it

next morning, Eric’s mood

he smiled. Today’s competition will not be hard. You’ve gone on parkour shows, right? The parkour

with

punishment was parkour, she breathed a

they arrived at the location, she realized she

parkour equipment was fully inflated obstacles in the past. Unfortunately, all of that had been replaced with equipment

material was very soft and

suspended on cables. We won’t make it

to race each other. The loser

the cylindrical bridge,

oil on

a switch that caused a wave of icy water

as she fell. When everything stopped, her right arm was stretched out and tightly held up in the air by

shot up her arm, causing her

something was wrong as he swiftly

was sprawled out on the cylindrical bridge, too scared to move, as she stared at Abigail

horror.

while her right hand was

torn off!”

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