I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Abigail remained silent, offering no response to Scan. She hadn’t prepared an answer yet. However, he showed no urgency. Thus, they walked hand in hand for approximately an hour. Eventually, she stopped as she was too tired to keep walking.

“Let’s go home. I’m tired.” She was even wearing heels during their walk.

“How about I give you a piggyback ride to the car?” he asked with a smirk.

Abigail instantly pulled her hand away from Sean’s as disdain was written all over her face. “It’s not like I can’t walk. Can you stop being so embarrassing?’

“I’m just worried you might hurt yourself. You have a trade show to attend tomorrow, right? You’ll have to stand for hours, won’t you?” His voice remained as gentle as before.

“I don’t know,” she replied blandly.

“Wait here, then. I’ll have the driver bring the car over.” He spoke while taking out his phone.

As she was thoroughly exhausted, she decided to find a place to rest while waiting.

“Next time, you need to wear comfortable sneakers instead,” he commented.

“I’m already used to it.” Abigail did not care about her image in the past, but ever since she became the head of L.Moon and had to attend all sorts of events, she eventually paid more attention to her appearance. After a few short months, she was now unable to forget about how she looked. She was used to getting dressed up before leaving home.

the driver, Sean did not say a word in response to

who preferred to stay home and work on her designs instead of running all over the place? According to his memory, she used to be so casual. When they were about to get married, he had gifted her numerous outfits, but she now seldom wore them. Since he never included her in the events he

Gradually, numerous small memories reminiscent of those in their marriage came back to him. He was starting to recognize

the car, she pulled out her tablet and looked at the

the tablet, blocking her view of

scowled at him. “What are you doing?

thinking, if we never got a divorce, would you have remained an unknown designer?” Sean asked, looking at Abigail. “You wouldn’t be running around in high heels while

be a

his hand aside, saying, “I don’t know. My past

of constant work, she felt like the person she was back then was a completely different woman. When she looked back now, the woman

a year ago, Sean,” she solemnly stated. “I don’t even remember what

him as he turned to look out the window. “You were an

am today,” Abigail expressed with a smile. She hesitated, wondering if Sean’s past kindness was genuine. “You made me realize that love is meaningless.” Her words were another

over his chest and did not say a

while I’m working,”

and observed her. The waves of dissatisfaction and upset he felt kept crashing over him, but

releasing a deep sigh. Although she had welcomed

interactions were marked by notable tranquility and composure, lacking the enthusiasm Josh and Luna shared. Even

Sean as a gesture of

her luggage out of L.Moon when