I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

However, they were greeted with the task of helping in the kitchen. Abigail could not help but think they did not come here for medical treatment but rather to experience the countryside life.

After finishing their meal, she and Sean were exhausted. There were no convenient facilities for washing up here, but fortunately, Ronaldo had made arrangements beforehand. There was solar power and a makeshift bathroom, although they had to conserve water and fetch it after usage.

At 9:30 a.m., they lay together on the relatively spacious bed. Her arms felt like they were about to break. “I’m starting to have second thoughts. Maybe I should just leave you here alone.”

“When disaster strikes, everyone flees for safety, right?” Sean looked at her.

Abigail had done a lot of work that day while he had not exerted much effort. His hands were blistered and still quite painful.

“Let’s sleep… I’m tired.” She closed her eyes, thinking about the unknown things that awaited them tomorrow, which worried her.

From dealing with L.Moon’s affairs until now, she had never gone to bed this early.

Sean looked at her profile, feeling content and at ease in his heart. It was so miraculous that even he could not understand it. No matter how good his relationship with her was in Capitalis and Pendorf, it had never been like today, giving him a completely new sense of peace.

that today was somehow different. Most likely, they were just too tired. As such,

a life similar to military training. They had to water Alice’s vegetables in the morning and weed the garden. The couple

morning dew enveloping her, refreshing her whole body. However, she still found this rural life challenging. Although

As a young master, he had always lived a life of luxury, and his grandfather had never made him do any heavy work. No matter how much work or pressure he had in his job, it had never been as tough as

letting you live here on your

to fly back, too, the day after you leave… I could hold on as long

days would

to solve on your own.” Abigail

When weeding, I was thinking maybe I should secretly buy a ticket and take you away with me…” His voice was low, and he still had dirt on his fingers. He was feeling

it. Your life is more important,” she whispered.

even if it was tough, they had to endure it. It was only two

better, so even if it was difficult now,

noodle soup cooked with beef bones. After finishing their meal,

water yourselves. During typhoon season, you can’t go out to fetch water. By then, you won’t even have water to drink,” Alice

couple was at a loss.