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.”

that moment, everything Kevin had said to Sean had been thrown to the back of his

took a bite of the ice-blended drink

knew there was no point forcing an answer

in your home in Pendorf?” she abruptly asked after long

“Grandmother likes

bragging about how another

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just to get

was a fact. I was

could not resist rolling her

smoothie, she got up

she was pulling her blankets back. Still, he promptly

you’re really busy, just return to Pendorf. I’ve made myself clear last time. I don’t want

have one condition. You

should I listen to

gritted his teeth.

she slammed the door as

working with Eric to get rid of Tristan. How could she

Still, he was hypocritical enough to restrict her from doing

member in charge of the suspension system

room.

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

on his lips spoke of clear

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

man who thought of women as playthings, their love triangle was

if Tristan really had a death wish. How could he

for a beast,” Sean blandly stated with even more

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