I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 387

Chapter 387 A Cruel Lesson

Abigail scowled. “I don’t need your permission.”

“I’m not joking, Abigail. If you don’t want to be the Pearsons’ target again, stay away from Eric,” Sean barked out.

“I’m thankful that you took care of the Pearsons for me, but that does not mean you can stop me from getting close to anyone I like, she coldly retorted with a rebellious light in her eyes.

He looked at her and slowly uttered, “If you’re truly thankful, then remember what I just said.”

She closed her eyes. “I’m going to take a nap.”

He felt like he had been punching a pillow this entire time. When he saw that she had closed her eyes, refusing to talk to him, he had no choice but to return to his work.

She woke up just two hours later.

When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the sight of Sean standing by the window as his laptop was placed on the wide window sill.

His hands looked particularly beautiful under the sunlight. They looked like works of art.

They danced across the keyboard as though he was playing the piano.

She observed him for a few minutes before looking away.

“What would you like to drink? I have coffee, juice, and smoothies for you. Take your pick. Sean stopped working and turned to coldly look at her.

“Smoothie,” she replied.

He grabbed a cup of smoothie from the fridge and handed it to her. “I was serious. Eric Davidson is not an option. He’ll only bring you trouble.”

had said to Sean had

took a bite of the ice-blended

there was no point forcing an answer

home in Pendorf?” she

nodded. “Grandmother likes

bragging about how another woman has gone to

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grandmother just to get with

fact. I was

could not resist rolling her eyes

done with her smoothie, she got up to

he noticed she was pulling her blankets back.

your work. If you’re really busy, just return to Pendorf. I’ve made myself clear last time. I don’t want to be disturbed. She

can go back, but I have one condition.

should I

teeth. “Think of

she slammed the door as she headed into

knew he was right, she was working with Eric to get rid of Tristan. How could she

hypocritical enough to restrict her

the sun set, Tristan and the crew member in charge of the suspension

room.

he did not put his ego away. There was a very superficial tone in his voice as he greeted Sean, “You’re here as well, Mr. Graham? Here to take

faint smile on his lips spoke

Abigail had Eric defending her, and now, Sean was taking care of

thought of women as playthings, their

Tristan really had a death wish. How could he mock Sean the moment he

quite good for a beast,” Sean blandly stated with

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