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?”

tell Maisy about what happened with Kelly. After all, Kelly was the daughter the Pearsons searched high

think the

Abigail was Scarlett’s daughter. There was no need for a

are a lot of celebrities who look alike, but none of them are related. Eric thought it was a pity as well. It would be nice if Abigail was Scarlett’s daughter. That

calm and composed young girl who’s also quite brilliant. In terms of personality, she’s certainly not like Scarlett, Maisy said

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it a shame. Why couldn’t it be

mood soured

on parkour shows, right? The parkour track we

nodded with

the punishment was parkour, she breathed

at the location, she realized

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

was very soft

your safety, we’ll even have you suspended on cables. We won’t make it that hard for you

to race each other. The loser would have a bucket of

Abigail stepped on the cylindrical bridge, she suddenly felt her

was oil on

a switch that caused a wave of

her right arm was stretched out and

shot up her arm,

immediately sensed that something was wrong as

on the cylindrical bridge, too scared to move,

horror.

her right hand was being wrapped

crew? Her arm’s about to be torn off!” Eric shouted as he rushed in to

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