I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Awakening from his nap, Sean blinked at Abigail, and his teary eyes made him look somewhat harmless.

Abigail stared at him, assessing.

“What’s wrong?” He looked at her with a bewildered expression.

“Wake up. It’s time for dinner,” she said. Sean did look charming; she initially liked him not only because he had saved her from almost drowning but also because she hadn’t seen a man more handsome than him.

He yawned. “I’ve been too busy lately. I didn’t even know I dozed off.”

Turning toward the bedroom door, Abigail said, “Go back and rest well tonight. There’s nothing important later, and you don’t need to wake up so early to drive me to work.”

“If I don’t drive you, other men will. I can’t give them a chance to do so.”

With the passing of Gary, Eric’s eyes were fixated on Abigail after he returned. Sean suspected that if he wasn’t around Abigail, Eric’s parents would have Eric come to woo her.

Compared to Lily, who drugged Eric to sleep with him. Abigail was much more outstanding. Currently, Abigail was the sought-after one, and Sean didn’t want her to be taken away.

“Do you think I’d get into any cars?” Abigail coldly asked.

Instead of answering, Sean asked lazily. If it was Eric’s car, would you?”

She didn’t know how to answer this question. If it were Eric, she would definitely get into his car. After all, Eric’s relationship with her was different.

“I knew it. If it were Eric, you would definitely get in his car. I can’t give him a chance.” Though Sean was smiling, he felt disappointed inside, for she couldn’t firmly tell him that she wouldn’t get into Eric’s car.

felt that Sean had never truly trusted her. Does he think I will easily give

“I feel uneasy because

but she was still unwilling to confirm their relationship. Why? Does she

talking, they had already

assessed him as though she

This disgusted Abigail.

as if he had swallowed

you looking at?” Abigail pulled Sean behind her and asked Lily

look. Anyway, you’re not married, and you’ve been divorced, Lily said arrogantly before

relieved. He followed her and whispered,

eating. If there’s nothing important, don’t come over.” She felt that the best method was to prevent

that, he became displeased. “What? Is your solution to not let me have dinner here? I don’t want to eat alone; I want to eat here in a

Are you okay?” Abigail

her hand. “There’s a homey atmosphere because

her speechless

with her subconscious act of

table,

And with such a disgusting gaze. You can sleep with any man you want

He’s