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.

calmly. She felt that Sean had never truly trusted her. Does

feel uneasy because you

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

they were talking, they

Sean, she shamelessly assessed him as though she were looking at

This disgusted Abigail.

his brows, feeling repulsed as if

behind her and asked

the law for me to look. Anyway, you’re not married, and you’ve been divorced, Lily said

and whispered, “I told is

after eating. If there’s nothing important, don’t come over.” She felt that the best method was to prevent him from coming here so as not to be slept by Lily. If that happened,

dinner here? I don’t want to eat alone; I want to eat here

With her here? Are you okay?”

hand. “There’s a homey atmosphere because

her speechless

He was satisfied with her subconscious act of pulling him behind

the dining table, Lily continued staring

at your brother-in-law? And with such a

divorced. He’s not