I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

No matter how much they’d chastise her, Abigail didn’t care. She worked with Fairy Meadow because she wanted L.Moon to make a name for itself, but if Howard proved to be incompetent, she could go for better brands.

The shareholder had nothing to say.

“We only worked together for profit. I have not done anything to sabotage Fairy Meadow. I did everything I could for it. It made hundreds of millions overnight in the shopping district. You made money off that deal, and instead of keeping Howard in line, you want me to deal with the mess he made? I don’t have time for this. I’m busy,” said Abigail.

The shareholder heaved a sigh. “I understand. I’ll talk to him.” He hung up.

Frustrated, Abigail tucked her phone away.

Analise looked at her, worried. “Work’s really hard, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, but that’s how humans are. We have to worry about a lot of stuff.” Abigail smiled.

Analise sat her down on a bench and looked at the sky. Slowly, she said, “The sky here is lighter than Pendorf’s don’t you think? And it doesn’t have a lot of clouds.”

Abigail looked at the sky. She nodded. “Yeah.”

“You deal with your problem with the Pearsons. I’m going back to Pendorf once I leave the hospital, and I’m not coming back unless necessary,” said Analise softly. She had a feeling her time was coming. She had to go back to Pendorf, where her home was.

She was reluctant

say goodbye, but I can’t leave your grandpa alone.

head. “But I’m the one still alive. You should stay here with

been feeling uneasy lately. If I get home too late, I can’t get buried in my home soil. I wouldn’t stop worrying about you,

held Analise’s hand tightly. “Don’t say that. The

hospital. I keep

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think too much

enough. You should accept his love,” said Analise

Abigail, resigned. Her phone kept ringing, all because of Howard’s case. Abigail dealt with the phone calls, and she sighed. “I can’t even catch

go back to the room.” Analise didn’t want

she was.

came back. Abigail was beside the bed, doing designs. A moment of hesitation later, Cameron

that it was about his relationship. She

place. Frustrated, he looked at Abigail. “She wouldn’t pick it up today. Did

her house and asked,” said Abigail tartly. You’re a guy. Why are you

there wasn’t anyone there,”

face fell. “Did you go

He was too

into her house. You don’t want