Ch. 171..180

I Want a Divorce Chapter 171-She Seems to Like You a Lot As their morning run was about to conclude, Eric suddenly asked Abigail, “Did your grandparents ever tell you about your parents?” “No. They probably didn’t want to make me sad, so they never talked about it. I didn’t ask either. It’s fine this way,” she replied while breathing lightly.

He nodded.

When she returned to the hotel lobby, Eric, who was outside, couldn’t help but frown.

Could it be that as her cousin, Sean hadn’t told her about her parents?

Sean was waiting for Abigail in the lobby. Through the glass, he saw Eric appearing contemplative outside.

As Abigail approached Sean, he asked, “You seem to have a lot to talk about with Eric. What did he say to you?” “What does it matter to you? It’s almost New Year’s. Aren’t you going home?” Abigail wiped her sweat with the towel that was hanging around her neck.

Her face was flushed and her neck was rosy.

Sean followed her into the elevator before leaning against the wall and looking at her seriously. “Eric didn’t know you before, but suddenly, you’ve become close to him. Don’t you find that strange?” “What’s so strange about it? Alana’s designs are good, so it’s normal for him to go through me to get his designs from Alana,” she said as she glanced at him with a tilted head.

In reality, she was starting to feel a bit suspicious about Eric. She admitted that she wasn’t particularly good at reading people and couldn’t understand why Eric was so interested in her past.

However, Eric’s intrusion into her affairs was not something that Sean could meddle in either.

“Abigail, why are you so obstinate?” Sean was a bit helpless.

“I’m not obstinate. Stay out of my business,” Abigail said with a cold face.

Sean looked at her firmly. “As long as we’re not divorced, we’re still husband and wife. I don’t like how close you’ve become with Eric.” Abigail sneered but didn’t say anything.

Her sarcasm was evident.

Sean didn’t let it bother him. He had grown used to her attitude.

During breakfast, Sean received a call from home.

Colby wanted to talk to Abigail, so Sean handed his phone to her.

“Grandpa.” Abigail greeted Colby warmly while holding a dumpling.

“You’re not coming home for New Year’s?” Colby’s voice was full of affection.

Abigail’s voice carried a hint of regret. “Yeah. It was agreed upon with the crew that we wouldn’t go home for New Year’s. Even well-known actors aren’t going home, so how could I request special treatment?” In previous years, they always spent New Year’s together, even if they didn’t get along well.

He sighed. “All right. Integrity is essential in your line of work. Remember to eat well while you’re out, and don’t endure any hardships. If you need money, just ask that brat Sean.” “I don’t need it,” she replied.

Sean leaned in and listened to the conversation. He looked at Abigail and raised an eyebrow, to which she pushed him away.

After chatting with Colby for a while, she handed the phone back to Sean.

Sean was currently speaking with Cornelie. He looked at Abigail and said, “I’ll come back to accompany you for the New Year’s Eve dinner.” He had decided to return home just like that.

Abigail texted Analise every day, so there was no need to make a phone call.

As New Year’s approached, the atmosphere on the set became increasingly festive.

Eswadian naturally had a genetic predisposition for liking festivals and enjoying lively occasions.

On the day before New Year’s Eve, Sean returned home.

While Eric was video chatting with his family on his phone, he passed by the set and introduced Lewis to his grandmother. “This is Director Lewis, who has been very good to me.” Lewis felt a bit awkward, as even someone like Eric had received quite a bit of scolding from him when Eric wasn’t performing well on set.

With a somewhat forced smile, Lewis waved at the woman in red on the phone screen and said, “Hello, Madam.” “Hello. Happy New Year,” the elderly woman on the other end of the video replied with a smile.

Abigail and Josie had planned to go shopping in the nearby stores and walked past Eric while he was video chatting.

Eric immediately called out to them. “Josic, Miss Quinn, come here.” Josie, who was startled by Eric’s call, quickly stopped.

Abigail looked at Eric. The cellphone camera was perfectly positioned to capture her naturally beautiful face.

The elderly person on the other end of the camera looked at Abigail with surprise.

Abigail smiled at Eric and asked gently. “What’s the matter?” “Come and say hello to my grandmother.” He smiled and said to Abigail and Josie.

Josie then quickly pulled Abigail over to stand in front of Eric’s phone. The elderly woman greeted Josie first with a smile and then turned her gaze to Abigail.

“Miss Quinn, Happy New Year!” The elderly woman looked at Abigail with a hint of astonishment. She tried to restrain her excitement as she carefully examined Abigail.

Abigail responded with a smile. “Happy New Year, Madam.” “Happy New Year!” The elderly person smiled instantly.

Josie felt that Eric’s grandmother seemed to really like Abigail. She found it strange but didn’t think too much about it.

Eric introduced Abigail to his grandmother through the video call. “Her name is Abigail Quinn.” “Such a lovely name,” Maisy Walsh said with gentle eyes.

After greeting Maisy, Abigail left with Josie.

Eric held his phone and looked at his grandmother. His eyes were filled with excitement.

“Eric, do you think… she might be from the Pearsons?” Maisy asked with tears in her eyes in the video call.

“I haven’t found any useful information yet, Grandma. Don’t worry, I will soon.” Eric reassured her, and she nodded repeatedly.

I Want a Divorce Chapter 172-Let’s Spend New Year’s Eve Together They finished work early on New Year’s Eve. Lewis had arranged a dinner at the hotel.

Abigail had a bit of alcohol. When she returned to her room after taking a shower, she noticed that it was snowing again outside.

Snowflakes were falling slowly outside the window. She had originally intended to make a video call to Analise, but after drinking a few rounds, it was already past 10.00PM.

She leaned against the window and watched a TV series. In a daze, she heard a knock on the door.

She paused the TV series and tilted her head to listen. After hearing the knocking sound again, she got up to open the door.

To her surprise, she found Sean outside. “Aren’t you spending New Year’s with your grandmother?” “She’s already asleep, so I came over. It’s not even midnight yet, so I made it in time,” Sean said as he walked in.

He was wearing a cashmere coat with a scarf, and there were some water droplets on it. They must have melted from the snow.

Abigail closed the door and frowned. “It’s going to be hard to explain this to them now.” “Just tell them that we’re a married couple then.” Sean turned and looked at Abigail.

She immediately replied, “No way.” She seemed afraid of people finding out about their relationship as she didn’t even hesitate, but Sean thought that she was more afraid of Eric knowing about it.

At this thought, Sean was displeased. “Abigail, is it because I’m not presentable, or are you worried that our relationship will affect your interactions with people on the set?” “Are you here to pick a fight with me?” Abigail’s face fell.

Sean wondered, Who’s trying to pick a fight?

“I came all this way to spend New Year’s Eve with you, and this is how you talk to me?” Abigail mumbled, “It’s not like I asked you to come.” “I dare you to say it again.” Sean reached out and pinched her chin while appearing angry, but his actions were more like flirting.

She thought he was being serious and looked at him while asking, “Are you angry?” “Can’t you say something nice?” Sean frowned, but his tone carried a hint of indulgence.

Abigail replied seriously, “I can’t.” Sean rubbed her chin with his hand for a moment, then let go before taking her hand. He looked at her and said, “Do you just enjoy making me angry?” She pushed his hand away. “If you didn’t come, no one would make you angry.

You came here to be abused on your own.” He reached out to touch her face again. “Was the dinner delicious? Are you busy tomorrow?” “I’m not as picky as you,” Abigail replied casually.

“Let’s celebrate New Year together then.” Sean held her hand as they walked toward the bedroom.

Abigail resisted for a moment and said, “You should get your own room, or how am I going to explain it tomorrow?” “There’s no need to explain. I’ll accompany you until 3.00AM, and then I’ll leave,” Sean said before wrapping his arm around her shoulder and pulling her to sit on the couch.

This time. Abigail didn’t refuse. She calmly pressed on the TV remote.

It was just ten minutes away from midnight.

She felt drowsy and slowly slumped onto the couch.

Sean turned to look at her with gentle eyes.

As soon as it struck midnight, fireworks started outside the hotel.

Abigail was startled and quickly looked out the window, only to see colorful fireworks bursting in the sky.

One round of fireworks followed another. She watched in silence.

Suddenly, Sean’s kiss landed on her cheek.

She turned to look at him and heard him ask, “Is it pretty?” “Did you arrange this?” Abigail was clearly surprised.

He held her face and asked, “Do you like it?” “I like fireworks,” she replied eagerly.

Sean released her face and pulled her into his embrace. “Honey…” “Don’t get cheeky, or I’ll kick you out.” Abigail quickly stopped Sean’s advances as she fully understood his intentions.

He leaned against the couch and stared at her. “So, we can’t even do things that couples do?” “I have no intention of that.” She turned to look at the fireworks outside.

Her ears were a little red.

He moved even closer and rested his head on her shoulder. “Let’s watch the fireworks together then.” Because it was nighttime, the fireworks only lasted for about ten minutes.

Abigail resumed watching TV, and Sean was in a rather gloomy mood.

When she fell asleep, he carried her into the bedroom and lay beside her while gazing at her with a sense of melancholy.

Despite all his efforts, he couldn’t make Abigail like him.

True enough, Abigail didn’t see Sean around the next morning.

The set became busy early in the morning. Just then, Abigail received a call from Luna.

“Happy New Year!” Luna exclaimed loudly over the phone.

“Happy New Year to you too,” Abigail replied with a smile.

When Eric saw her, he wanted to say hello, but she was on the phone, so he followed her silently.

“Thank you for working on New Year’s Day. In the future, we won’t accept jobs from the set,” Luna said on the phone. She was full of guilt.

Abigail smiled and her lips curved up. “We’ll still take the job if we need the money, or if something unexpected comes up.” “Alas… … By the way, I have some gossip news. Is it really just a coincidence that Eric’s throwaway account has nothing to do with him?” Luna asked curiously.

“It should be unrelated,” Abigail replied, but she hesitated in her heart.

I Want a Divorce Chapter 173-Eric’s Intentions?

The song she liked was actually quite obscure.

Coupled with the gloves and the date being so coincidental, she couldn’t convince herself that it was just a coincidence.

“Too bad. Eric is really good-looking. Speaking of which, how is it between you and Sean?” Luna lowered her voice as she said that.

Abigail pondered for a moment before replying, “It’s pretty good.” However, Sean’s recent actions didn’t touch her like they would have in the past.

“I have to go now. I’ll call you tonight,” Abigail said hurriedly as more actors started entering the trailet.

Eric saw her hang up and caught up with her.

“Happy New Year. His voice rang out beside Abigail.

Abigail placed her phone in her small backpack and looked up at him. “Happy New Year.” “We’ll be wrapping up in about a month, and our roles will be almost done by then. I have a request,” Eric said as he walked beside Abigail. His tone was gentle.

“What is it?” Abigail asked with a hint of a smile in her eyes.

“My grandmother really likes the designs from your studio. She wants you to meet her in person when you have time to discuss a custom outfit for her 75th birthday.” Eric said while staring at Abigail. He seemed nervous.

“I’m starting to suspect that you’re promoting me everywhere.” Abigail teased.

“Of course not. I’m not that bored.” Eric chuckled.

Nevertheless, she agreed to his request.

Back at the set, they continued to work diligently, and two weeks passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Sean did not come to the set.

However, Abigail understood why.

He was busiest at the beginning of each year and he would be busy for at least a month or two before he could take a break.

We In Pendorf.

Sean had just finished reading a report when Cameron walked in.

“How is the investigation going on the matter I asked you to look into?” Sean raised his eyes to look at him.

“The Davidsons have some connections with the Pearsons. The Pearsons have a stake in Instagram, making it easy for them to erase the trace of information related to Eric’s throwaway account,” Cameron replied respectfully.

Sean then picked up another report. “You should know that this evidence is not enough to convince Abigail.” It wouldn’t be convincing to tell her that Eric had connections with a family that had a stake in Instagram. She would have a thousand counterarguments.

Cameron wanted to explain himself. He had investigated for nearly a month and only found this one piece of useful information.

“You couldn’t find anything else?” Sean asked as his voice turned cold.

“It’s my incompetence.” Cameron immediately admitted his mistake.

He had never said such words before, which made Sean think deeply. After a moment of contemplation, he spoke. “Investigate the Pearsons.” Did Eric erase the traces of his alternate account to lure Sean into a trap just because he didn’t like Sean?

Moreover, as far as he knew, Eric didn’t know that he and Abigail were married.

In Eric’s perception, he was just Abigail’s cousin.

If Eric wanted to court Abigail, why would he try to sow discord between Sean and Abigail?

Upon thinking about how he hadn’t contacted Abigail in a long time, he picked up his phone and called her.

Meanwhile, Abigail, who was resting in the trailer, received his call and answered it.

“What do you want?” Her tone was as cold as ever.

Sean was unhappy. “I haven’t called you for so long, and you’re so dismissive when I finally called?” “I’m busy with work. Calling me is a waste of time,” Abigail replied unkindly.

“Do you want to completely disown your husband?” Sean was about to fly into a rage.

Abigail, who was holding a hot water bottle, made a noncommittal sound.

“You heartless woman,” Sean said coldly.

“Is there anything you want to talk about, or did you call just to chat?” Abigail raised her eyebrows.

“It’s not that,” he said as his voice softened. “Honey…” “Stop… I can’t stand that term.” She quickly interrupted him.

His tone clearly conveyed his displeasure. “Can you just listen to me?” “Speak normally, and I’ll listen,” Abigail said indifferently.

“Suppose Eric’s intentions are not as simple as they seem?” Sean didn’t have concrete evidence this time, so he couldn’t say too much.

He didn’t want Abigail to misunderstand him.

Sean’s words reminded her of the doubts in her own heart.

“Tell me what you found. There’s no need for assumptions. I need to hear the facts,” she said calmly.

Actually, she was trying to gather information from Sean.

“It seems you don’t completely trust Eric either. So why did you argue with me because of him?” He immediately guessed Abigail’s intentions.

“Are you going to tell me or not?” she asked as her voice turned colder.

“Eric knows some people who have a stake in Instagram, and it’s easy for them to erase the traces of his throwaway account. Of course, you can choose to refute me.” Sean preemptively blocked Abigail’s possible arguments.

Abigail took a sip of hot water. “You think this person with a stake helped Eric erase the trace of his account, right?” Sean replied, “Yes. This makes me wonder why he would target me. In his eyes, I’m your cousin. Even if he wants to pursue you, my status as your cousin should not be an obstacle.” “And then?” Abigail thought that what Sean said made a lot of sense

I Want a Divorce Chapter 174-Are You Calling to Pick a Fight?

Sean didn’t immediately respond to Abigail’s question. Instead, he asked her, “Do you think Eric likes you?” “I haven’t really paid attention. I’m cautious about my interactions with people in the entertainment industry, so I haven’t thought much about it,” Abigail replied honestly.

She considered Eric as a friend at most. He had helped her twice, so when he asked her for help with making clothes for his family, she agreed as a way to repay the favor.

However, she hadn’t really thought about the romantic feelings between them.

“This suggests that you haven’t felt any obvious affection from him,” Sean said.

Abigail’s mind quickly flashed through Eric’s behavior toward her during this period and she narrowed her eyes. However, she replied nonchalantly. “Come on. Even if he does, he’s an actor. He acts for a living. Moreover, we’re in the same set. If he really liked a woman, would he show it? Don’t you think I have enough trouble to deal with?” “But I’m your cousin. Why would he target me?” Sean couldn’t understand.

“Do you actually want to have a conversation? I’m very busy.” Abigail reminded him once again.

She suspected that he was intentionally bringing up a boring topic just to chat with her and closer to her, but she couldn’t help but think more about Eric.

get “Maybe Eric isn’t targeting me because he likes you. I suspect there’s something else going on.” Sean redirected the conversation.

“If the throwaway account is really his, he wasn’t targeting you then. If the account was exposed, he would have been the one to suffer along with Josie.

He’s smart, so he would have switched. accounts. It was you who came to me and caused us to misunderstand each other. Abigail reasoned.

Sean accepted it. After all, Abigail didn’t like him, so there was no point in arguing further.

“Fine.” He conceded.

Anyway, she despised him, so anything he said was pointless.

She felt like Sean was somewhat dismissive, so she couldn’t help but explain, “Sean, you can’t find concrete evidence that the throwaway account belongs to him, right? Suspecting him just because he knows someone who has a stake in Instagram is unreasonable.” “You’re right,” Sean said calmly.

Abigail took a deep breath. “So, you called me just to pick a fight? You wasted so much of time!” After saying that, she hung up the phone directly.

Sean put down his phone and rubbed his temples.

Abigail got up, stepped outside the trailer, and let the cold breeze blow away her pent-up frustration. She then calmly returned to the trailer to reflect on Sean’s words.

my She had been speculating about Eric all along, but apart from the care shown by him as a friend, he hadn’t crossed any of her boundaries.

Before this, she was thinking about whether it had any connection to her heritage when he asked about her family. However, he also asked Josie and other artists this question.

It was understandable that he asked, especially since he didn’t go back during New Year’s.

Not having parents was quite uncommon, and after expressing his surprise, he had asked her a couple more questions, which seemed reasonable.

Unable to figure it out, Abigail decided to stop thinking about it.

On the day when the crew returned to Pendorf, Sean came to pick Abigail up.

Originally, Lewis had planned to buy a plane ticket for Abigail, but now, that was no longer necessary. He had saved some money.

“The drama will be wrapping up in just half a month. You and Miss Quinn must attend the wrap- up banquet then,” Lewis said with a cheerful smile as he saw Sean and Abigail off.

“Of course,” Sean replied.

With that, they parted ways and Abigail got into Sean’s car.

“You didn’t have to come. Why help the set save money?” Abigail expressed her dissatisfaction with Sean coming to pick her up.

As Sean fastened his seatbelt and looked out the window, he saw Eric standing in the distance, watching them.

“How many orders has L.Moon received on set?” he asked by answering Abigail’s question with another.

“Only two,” she replied without going into detail.

“I know Josie has one order, but who’s the other one?” Sean squinted his eyes as he asked.

Apart from Eric, there was another male supporting actor who had received a warning from Sean privately. So, in theory, that male supporting actor wouldn’t have approached Abigail to place an order.

“What does it concern you? Just drive!” Abigail immediately became annoyed.

“Is it Eric again?” Sean seemed to smile wryly.

Abigail didn’t bother to answer him.

They remained silent throughout the drive to the airport. When he helped her take her luggage out of the car, he asked again, “Is it Eric?” “Why are you asking so many questions?” Abigail asked while frowning.

“You seem to really like Eric. You keep protecting him from me.” Sean’s patience was wearing thin. but he suppressed his anger. His smiling voice sounded forced.

If Abigail had just been honest, he wouldn’t have minded.

However, she was unwilling to tell him anything.

“What do you want?” Abigail asked as she furrowed her brows.

Sean took her luggage from the car’s trunk and pushed it forward. “It’s not difficult for someone in the entertainment industry to fall from grace.” “So, all the kindness you showed toward me on the set was fake, and you’re only showing your true colors when we’re alone?” Abigail sneered.

“Never mind. I’m just worried about you, but you don’t appreciate it. Since I can’t find out what Eric’s true intentions are, I won’t let him get close to you,” Sean said coldly.

“His grandmother wants a custom outfit for her 70th birthday,” Abigail replied, as she did not want to implicate innocent people.

Sean’s specialty was shifting his anger onto people around her. She had experienced it firsthand before.

I Want a Divorce Chapter 175-Bitter Resentment Reserved for Him Alone Sean raised an eyebrow but didn’t answer her.

Had Abigail already met Eric’s family without Sean knowing?

As he contemplated this, Abigail fell silent.

Once they entered the airport waiting area, Sean sat down and looked at Abigail. “After this project, I have another job opportunity…” “Please. Let’s not mix business and personal matters.” Abigail quickly interrupted him.

After experiencing multiple unfortunate incidents with him, she had no interest in working together with him.

“I absolutely won’t cause you trouble this time, and this job opportunity is really important.” Sean said earnestly.

“I decline,” Abigail replied without hesitation.

Sean was taken aback.

He looked at Abigail and tugged at his tie. “Not even a chance?” “I’ve suffered twice in your hands and the hands of your family. Do you think L.Moon will work with you? I won’t forget those who wronged me,” Abigail said, a faint smile playing on her lips.

It was unclear whether she was mocking herself or mocking Sean.

“You can contact the other studios,” Abigail added.

Sean didn’t bring up the topic again during the entire flight.

He had caused trouble before, and now he was trying to make amends.

Abigail would work with anyone but him; she avoided him like the plague.

Sean sat beside her. His mind was racing as he tried to figure out how to regain her trust.

Everything between them was on the brink of a trust crisis.

Back in Pendorf, the weather had turned warmer, with bright sunshine that made people feel lazy.

Abigail’s mood began to relax a bit as she knew that she no longer had to worry about shivering from the cold.

Sean carried her luggage and silently followed behind her.

When they reached the car parked at the entrance, he handed her luggage over to Cameron.

Cameron prioritized opening the door for Abigail. “Mrs. Graham, you’ve had a tiring trip.” “It’s okay. Thank you,” Abigail replied with a pleasant smile.

Sean frowned and looked displeased.

It seemed that Abigail was friendly to everyone except him. Whenever she saw him, it was as if she held a deep grudge against him.

He got into the car with a cold expression.

On their first day back in Pendorf, the crew had half a day off.

Abigail and Sean returned to her rented apartment. When they opened the door, there was dust and the place was clean. It even had a lived-in feel.

“You were living in my place while I was gone?” Abigail asked Sean.

“Not every day. Sometimes I went back home.” Sean stood by the door while looking at her relaxed expression. He was still in a sour mood.

Abigail nodded and walked into the living room wearing slippers.

по “Are you hungry? I can make some food for you.” Sean wore the slippers as well and stood in the living room as he asked her.

She looked up at him, who was standing there and towering in height.

Sean’s superior external qualities always made it impossible for people to ignore him.

“Let’s sit for a while first, and I’ll join you.” After all, she couldn’t bear to let this work of art be exposed to the kitchen fumes on his own.

Sean thought about holding her hand as he sat down, but she quickly withdrew her hand.

“I can’t even touch you in our little apartment?” Sean looked at her with deep eyes. “I really want to make things right with you.” Abigail leaned back on the couch, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV. “Is that traditional medicine doctor really hard to find?” In reality, there was no news from Luna either.

Upon seeing that Abigail had no intention of discussing their relationship, Sean could only discuss her topic. “Mm.” After all, there was no information left behind. It was almost as if the person had never existed.

“Does this mean that someone is indeed targeting me? That doctor said…” Abigail stopped herself before mentioning what Sean had said about Eric targeting him.

These two incidents had a strange similarity.

Could she conclude that this had something to do with Joan just because the person mentioned the family name “Palmer”?

Sean would also mock her about Eric’s situation.

“What did he say?” Sean asked.

“Nothing. I’ll go tidy up my suitcase,” Abigail said as she got up from the couch.

Sean sat on the couch and watched her drag the suitcase into the bedroom without offering to help.

The gap between them was growing wider.

“I’ll be out for a while. I’ll order some food for you when I get back.” Abigail was about to take a shower when Sean appeared at the bedroom door.

“Oh.” Abigail replied and showed no objection.

Sean turned and left.

At Fantasy Bar, Sean ordered a bottle of whisky for himself.

Upon seeing him slowly sipping his drink, Kevin couldn’t help but speak up.

“Sean, did you have another argument with Abigail?” “We didn’t argue, but we’re growing further and further apart, Sean replied with frustration.

Kevin picked up his cocktail and took a sip. “Is Abigail interested in someone else?

After all, she had been interacting with handsome actors for a long time on set, so Kevin couldn’t help but think that familiarity might breed attraction.

“Not yet, but she’s not the same as before,” Sean said as his eyes were downcast.

She wasn’t as in love with him as before.

“You need to figure something out then. Drowning your sorrows in alcohol won’t help,” Kevin advised.

“That’s why I came here to look for you. Do you have any ideas?” Sean immediately looked at him.

I Want a Divorce Chapter 176-Trust Me Kevin felt like he was putting himself in a difficult situation. He was just an average single guy, after all. “Okay. What kind of solution do you want me to come up with?” he asked.

Sean explained in detail.

Kevin looked at him seriously and took a while before replying. “I can’t really make comments about this situation. If I were Abigail…” “I know it’s my problem. That’s why I asked for your advice.” Sean had a serious expression.

“Abigail is probably only concerned about Joan, your first love. It only takes a phone call for you to rush to her side whenever she wants. Just stop doing that, and everything should be fine,” Kevin replied blandly.

“Think of something else.” Sean said.

Kevin had a puzzled expression. “Sean, I don’t understand. How important is Joan?” “She’s not important, but the things between us might also involve Abigail. It’s a complicated. matter.” Sean took a sip of his drink.

“To what extent does it involve her? Life-threatening?” Kevin asked curiously.

“Perhaps. I wouldn’t dare to bet on it,” Sean said, “especially now that our relationship has reached this point and she’s not staying home. I’m worried something might happen to her.” Kevin could understand that.

Abigail traveled extensively for her work, and if something happened while she was away, Sean wouldn’t be able to reach her immediately, even with his abilities.

“How powerful is Joan that she can afford to disregard the law?” Kevin couldn’t help but ask this.

“Please don’t ask too much,” Sean replied coldly.

Kevin nodded. “If you say so.” Abigail opened the door for Sean, and the strong smell of alcohol immediately greeted her.

Kevin carried him and greeted Abigail with a smile. “Good evening, Abigail.

Sean had a bit too much to drink.” “I’ll take care of him. Would you like to come in?” She approached Kevin.

1/2 “I’m fine. Please take care of Sean. He’s not in a good mood.” He quickly waved his hand.

Abigail gave a nonchalant response.

Kevin sighed inwardly.

She placed Sean on the couch and planned to get some hangover medicine.

This used to be her place, so she didn’t have those things on hand.

As she got up to retrieve her phone, Sean grabbed her hand.

“Honey… My head hurts. Can you massage it for me?” His voice was muffled.

Abigail agreed to help him.

During their time in Ragos, the cold weather had affected her work, and without him, the entire crew would have had to extend their schedule.

She sat down next to him and used her fingers to massage his temples.

Sean leaned against her, and he could feel the warmth emanating from her. As soon as her fingers touched his temples, he felt his body and mind completely relax.

“In the future, if you drink this much and end up like this, find a place to stay on your own. Don’t come back. I don’t like taking care of a drunkard. Abigail warned him, her voice filled with annoyance.

Sean made a vague sound of agreement and reached out to encircle Abigail’s waist. His tone was much softer than before. “Honey.” “Don’t be flirtatious,” Abigail replied coldly.

He enjoyed the warmth of her embrace and whispered, “I never liked Joan… not even once…” Although there was a saying that a person under the influence of alcohol was more likely to speak their hidden thoughts and desires, he might be pretending, especially if he wasn’t completely drunk.

She kept a straight face and continued to massage his temples without responding.

“Trust me.” Sean tightened his hold on her.

The events that followed were a blur for Abigail.

Sean talked to her a lot, and the two of them entangled from the living room to the bedroom, where she was pushed down onto the bed by him.

His breathing was very sensual.

Eventually, she succumbed to his advances.

The next morning, Sean woke up with Abigail in his arms. He looked at the woman in his embrace and couldn’t help but kiss her forehead.

Abigail woke up from his kisses.

“Let’s have a baby!” He suddenly had a wild idea, and his words were all it took to sober her up.

“What’s gotten into you?” She grumbled and turned away from him.

Sean had only wanted to test her reaction, and since she wasn’t interested, he didn’t push the issue.

“We won’t have a baby then. We can talk about it when you’re ready,” he said while drawing closer to Abigail and kissing her shoulder.

Abigail’s scalp tingled, and she murmured, “It’s morning.” Sean chuckled and gently nibbled on her shoulder. He leaned in closer. “Yes.

Good morning. Honey.” Abigail blushed as he addressed her as his wife, but she kept her eyes closed, and her eyelashes fluttered. This kind of tenderness she had longed for countless times in the past was now easily obtained because of her lack of love..

She couldn’t help but wonder, Is this how men work?

He got up to prepare breakfast, and Abigail checked the time. She didn’t have much time left for her work, so she had to go to the film set.

That morning, the two of them surprisingly got along harmoniously.

Sean accompanied Abigail to the film set.

As he looked at Eric, he couldn’t help but wonder what Eric would do if Eric found out about his relationship with Abigail.

Of course, he was only thinking about it.

If Abigail found out, she would probably force him to go to the city hall to get a divorce.

Sean watched Abigail’s figure in the distance and suddenly came up with an idea. He looked at Eric for a while and then left in his car.

I Want a Divorce Chapter 177-Negative News Strikes Half a month had passed, and the production team was already preparing for the wrap-up of the show.

Abigail had some free time lately.

Eric had scheduled to take her to the Davidson Residence a week after the wrap-up to get Maisy’s measurements.

One day, while idling at the production team, Abigail received a call from Luna.

“Abigail, we’ve scored a big job!” Luna’s voice was filled with excitement.

Abigail was puzzled. “What’s that? Did someone offer you a sweet deal?” “Do you know who Lexie Chambers is?” Luna’s voice was full of amusement.

Abigail certainly knew. Lexie was a Hollywood actress who had even won awards and was internationally renowned.

“She personally called me today and said that there’s an international red carpet event in June. and she hopes you can design a gown for her. She wants to outshine everyone on the red carpet,” Luna said with excitement.

Abigail was a bit taken aback by Lexie’s request to outshine everyone, but it was still March, and there were three months for the design.

“I’ve already turned down all the other brands that wanted you to design for them and promised Lexie on your behalf. If your design can make her outshine everyone on the international stage, then L.Moon will truly take off.” Luna was already dreaming big.

Abigail made a hesitant sound. “All right.” However, the thought of Eric’s grandmother’s situation came to her mind, and she felt a bit conflicted.

After Eric finished filming, Abigail proactively discussed it with him. “Alana just discussed it with me. She mentioned that she accepted a design project for Lexie and feared that she wouldn’t be able to personally design for your grandmother. So, I wanted to ask you if you would be okay if another designer from L.Moon handled your grandmother’s design.” Verbal agreements could still be changed, and Abigail hadn’t firmly committed to it at the time. She had mentioned that if anything came up, she might not be able to design for his grandmother.

“Lexie is a big deal…” Eric also sensed Abigail’s dilemma.

After all, Lexie was a sought-after figure in the industry, and everyone wanted to be in her good. books.

It was reasonable for L.Moon to prioritize a project for her to promote the studio’s growth.

“I understand. I’ll inform my grandmother, and when Alana finishes designing for Lexie, she can. proceed with the design for my grandmother. How does that sound?” Eric readily agreed and showed no intention of making things difficult for Abigail.

That worked out well.

“But what if something comes up later?” Abigail couldn’t help but ask.

“My grandmother’s 70th birthday isn’t until next year. Can you… talk to Alana about it?” Eric asked with a touch of pleading in his voice.

Abigail hadn’t expected him to use his charm.

She was briefly stunned and wasn’t swayed by it. Instead, she was curious about why he was adamant. “Why does it have to be Alana?” “Maybe it’s because of my grandmother’s personal preference. She said she really liked. you moment she saw you. She knew you were an assistant working at L.Moon and wanted you to handle more high-profile projects to make L.Moon value you more.” Eric explained gently.

This response genuinely surprised Abigail.

“My grandmother said that being an assistant isn’t easy,” he added as he looked at her.

the “Well, in that case, when Alana finishes designing for Lexie, I will definitely talk to her to prioritize your grandmother’s project, Abigail replied with a slight smile on her face.

Eric’s expression brightened instantly.

With that settled, she began visiting the studio more frequently.

“Troubled Times’ wrapped up, and the actors and actresses, who were dressed in their costumes, took photos to commemorate the occasion and posted them on Instagram.

As the show had been extremely popular initially, it quickly started trending again.

Josie wore traditional clothing and returned to her original style.

Whether it was the supporting actors or the lead cast, their outfits were of high quality, instantly propelling L.Moon into the spotlight.

Netizens couldn’t help but bring up Laura for comparison.

The attention to detail in these outfits shows L.Moon’s capabilities. Laura called the outfits ugly, but I think she doesn’t match the clothing because of her looks.” ‘A mature studio should be able to pay attention to the details of traditional clothing, which is quite normal. I still remember the commotion caused when they filmed the Western Roman Empire’s invasion. If they don’t deliver on the costume quality, I’ll be the first one to criticize L.Moon.’ ‘Not to exaggerate, but isn’t this one of the most beautifully crafted shows in recent years? It doesn’t follow the same trends or use cheap materials. It’s truly exquisite. I believe historical dramas should be held to this standard.

‘Don’t speak too soon. Can’t these pictures be edited? Moreover, this is a historical drama, and I can’t stand historical dramas nowadays. They’re slowpaced, and I feel like falling asleep. What use is there in having good clothing quality?” There were varied opinions.

Meanwhile, at this time, a trending topic emerged-‘Cousin Sleeping with Each Other Shatters Morality.

Abigail immediately sensed that it was about her and Sean.

She clicked on the topic, but there was no detailed information. Instead, there were numerous paparazzi photos and a video at the end.

The video had been taken on New Year’s Eve at the hotel where they were staying during the drama shoot.

Based on the angle, it seemed like it was taken through a window, as they hadn’t drawn the curtains. First, it showed Sean holding Abigail affectionately, and later, when Abigail had fallen asleep, he had carried her to the bed. They were together until around 3.00AM before he left….

Combined with the photos of her returning to Pendorf and the pictures of Sean entering the rented apartment with her, it wasn’t difficult for people to put the two together

I Want a Divorce Chapter 178-I Can’t Sleep if Abby Gets Angry Abigail’s entire body turned cold.

In an instant, she thought of how Sean had threatened her with Eric’s future. His whereabouts were secretive, and he was financially supporting Joan. As long as he didn’t want anyone to know, no one would find out.

And this time, Abigail didn’t know if it was intentional on his part.

Her mind was in turmoil. She suspected Sean, but she didn’t want to accuse him without evidence.

Sitting down in her office after putting down her phone, Abigail furrowed her brow, and her dissatisfaction with Sean reached its peak.

Just then, her phone rang.

Upon seeing that it was a call from Sean, Abigail stared at it but didn’t answer.

He made dozens of calls, but she didn’t pick up any of them.

Finally, it was her assistant who walked into her office with the phone, looking troubled. “Mr. Stewart is calling; he said he’ll come over if you don’t answer.” Abigail refused without thinking. “Don’t answer.” The assistant held the phone to her ear for a while and then said, “Mr. Stewart said if you don’t answer, Mr. Graham will come in person.” The assistant also read the online news.

Anyway, she thought that Sean was pursuing Abigail, and she didn’t quite understand the current state of their relationship.

“Just tell them to try if they dare.” With that, she slammed her notebook on the table with force and made a loud bang, frightening her assistant, who hurriedly left the office.

Having the call from Kevin disconnected, Sean looked helpless. “Abigail isn’t even paying attention to us.” For Sean, resolving this matter was a piece of cake, but he had ulterior motives.

He wanted to publicly announce their relationship to the world. Even though he knew she was angry, he still called her in hopes that this call could fulfill his wish.

“She’s angry,” Sean replied while knowing for sure that she was furious this time.

She must think that nothing good would happen every time she encountered him.

“What are you planning to do? This situation leaves room for Eric to take advantage,” Kevin suggested.

“Now that she won’t even answer my calls, you can go back for now,” Sean said.

He didn’t want to give up this opportunity just because Abigail didn’t answer his calls. He still had the fantasy of talking to her in person, convincing her, and publicly announcing their relationship. Then, he wouldn’t feel uncomfortable about other men around her just because they were cousins.

After work. Abigail didn’t go to the studio but instead lay on the couch in her office while lost in thought.

She just wanted to focus on her designs and didn’t want to be involved in these messy affairs.

Sean waited for Abigail at her rented apartment in Pendorf the whole night, but she didn’t return.

The dinner on the dining table had gone cold. He reheated it, but it turned cold again… By daybreak, Sean, with an unsatisfactory expression on his face, looked at the brightening sky outside. He sat up.

He picked up his phone and checked the time.

It was almost 8.00AM.

He stared at the dinner on the table that had gone completely cold while feeling utterly powerless.

After freshening up, Sean called Cameron.

“Mr. Graham.” Cameron addressed him respectfully.

“I won’t be going to the office today. Have the public relations department release the statement I wrote earlier,” Sean said and then hung up the phone.

No one knew where he had gone.

Abigail started brainstorming her design after breakfast, and her assistant rushed into her office, looking excited, and said, “Mr. Graham’s company has issued a statement clarifying that you’re not cousins, and it’s true that he pursued you but was rejected.” “Oh, Abigail responded indifferently.

The assistant could only leave her office with a disappointed expression.

Abigail didn’t even check Instagram. In fact, she had uninstalled the app. Then, she sent a message to Luna.

‘Let everyone know that I’m in seclusion for a while. Please manage my Instagram, and don’t take on any more design projects for me. I’ll only design for Lexie.” ‘Noted.

Luna didn’t dare to say much, either. She heard that Abigail was angry until today. Who would dare to speak too much in front of her?

Sean arrived in the countryside. He parked his car in front of a small and wellkept single-story house.

After getting out of the car, he stood in the yard and looked at the wind chimes hanging there.

These wind chimes had been made by Abigail.

Analise came out of the house. “Sean, what brings you here?” Her eyes appeared to have lit up when he entered her field of vision.

She had changed the way she addressed him, which they decided during the New Year’s celebration.

Abigail was not at home during the New Year. He made a point to spend time with Analise on the first and third days of the holiday.

“I wanted to relax here at your place,” Sean replied warmly while standing at the door.

Analise opened the gate, reached out to touch his face, and looked up at him.

“You look tired. Did you not sleep well last night?” “Yes. Abby is angry with me, so I couldn’t sleep,” Sean replied, and his voice carried a hint of hoarseness.

“Did you two have another fight?” Analise asked with a touch of helplessness.

Her way of addressing Abigail had changed as well.

“It’s my fault, Sean said.

“That girl has been spoiled by us. Do you want me to call her?” Analise asked as she followed Sean.

“No need. I just feel better being here with you.” Sean told her.

Analise’s eyes instantly softened. “Would you like some tea? I just collected some honey, and it makes a delicious combination.” He agreed with a nod. “Sounds good. I haven’t eaten yet, so I could use a little something to eat too.” “I have some schnitzel prepared. Would you like a piece?” Analise smiled happily.

“With a dash of lemon and some potatoes. I’m quite hungry,” he said with a smile before turning to look at her.

Analise instantly looked like a little girl and smiled with great joy. She then went inside to start frying.

When Sean entered the house, he sat in the corridor while watching Analise busy in the kitchen.

The corridor was designed by Abigail, with an iron front door and no rear door.

When the front door was opened, the entire corridor floor was illuminated brightly. It was very relaxing when the wind blew through while he sat on the armchair in the corridor.

I Want a Divorce Chapter 179-Unexpected Encounter Sean lay down and fell asleep in no time.

Analise brought out a blanket from the house and covered him with it. He looked at the worry in his eyes, and she sighed softly.

She had no idea what had happened between the two of them.

After she returned to the kitchen, she scooped up the dumplings and called Abigail on WhatsApp.

Soon, the call was connected.

Analise looked at Abigail with a face full of affection and asked, “How’s work been lately?” She Had a feeling that this call was related to Sean.

Abigail bit her lip and asked Analise. “It’s been okay. What’s going on?” “You haven’t come back for a long time, and I miss you. During the New Year, from the first day to the third day, it was Sean who was afraid I’d be lonely, so he came to keep me company,” Analise said with a gentle voice.

She sat in the kitchen and glanced at Sean, who was resting in the corridor.

Analise was still anxious about Sean.

Maybe he hadn’t been feeling comfortable at home, so he had come to her for some comfort and food.

When Abigail heard what Analise said, she was a bit surprised. After a moment of silence, she asked in a soft voice, “He spent three days with you during the New Year?” “Yes,” Analise replied with a smile.

Abigail felt a bit complicated after hearing Analise’s words. She chatted with Analise for a while. before hanging up as she was busy.

Abigail’s thoughts were in disarray as she sat in the office.

Sean had never mentioned this matter to her.

He could have used this to his advantage and taken credit for it, so why didn’t he say anything?

Around noon, Abigail returned to the countryside.

Sean was in the yard picking vegetables with Analise. He squatted on the ground and carefully pinched the tender white cabbage hearts at the end of February.

Abigail stood outside the fence and looked at him. Her face was full of disbelief.

He isn’t at work?

She had just decided to come back and visit her grandmother, and she didn’t expect to encounter Sean.

“Abigail.” Analise turned around, and when she saw Abigail, her face lit up with joy before she dropped the basket she was holding.

Sean also looked up at Abigail.

It had been so long since Analise had seen Abigail. She rushed out of the yard, held Abigail’s hands, and sized her up. Her eyes were filled with tears. “How long has it been since you came back? You didn’t even come back for the New Year!” Her complaints made Abigail truly realize what longing meant.

It turned out that videos and phone calls couldn’t relieve someone’s longing for another person.

Abigail hugged Analise. “I won’t be so busy in the future, Grandma.” “I didn’t mean to blame you for being busy…” Analise let go of Abigail, her eyes red.

Abigail looked at her with a sense of guilt. “I should consider your feelings more.” “It’s all right… Did you have lunch?” Analise held her hand and led her into the yard.

Sean was still picking vegetables and occasionally looking at Abigail.

Abigail and Sean joined Analise in preparing the vegetables.

“You’re not at work today. Did you come here to relax in the countryside?” Abigail asked Sean after Analise prompted her several times.

“I wasn’t in the mood. I came to see Grandma, and being with her makes me feel better, Sean replied.

She hadn’t even noticed that Sean had such a good relationship with Analise.

In the past, Analise used to call him ‘Sean.

His answer made Abigail smile, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Is my Grandma a lucky charm? Does being with her make you happy?” “Because it’s relaxing here,” Sean replied seriously.

Analise’s eyes sparkled with joy. “You can come here more often. It’ll be lively in the summer.” Sean’s memories of this place are already quite distant. After all, he came here when he was very young.

“All right,” he replied with a smile.

Afterward, the two of them helped Analise prepare lunch.

Abigail felt that the conflict between her and Sean seemed to have been diluted due to this unexpected interaction.

After lunch, Analise went to take a nap.

Abigail and Sean sat in the corridor. She reviewed some materials with a tablet in her hand while Sean Jay on a lounger and looked at her.

“Can we talk about the trending topics?” Sean asked Abigail.

Abigail replied, “Sure.” “I admit that our relationship has caused you to be constantly embroiled in controversies. You’ve indeed been deeply affected,” he said to her slowly.

Abigail pursed her lips but didn’t respond.

If it were in the past, she would probably have thought about going through hardships together with Sean.

When the incident happened yesterday, she was angry at first, thinking it was the result of Sean repeatedly not heeding her advice.

Now, she realized that she had gradually grown impatient with the man she had once loved deeply.

“Your attitude yesterday made me realize that you probably won’t want to announce our relationship anymore,” Sean continued.

“It’s good that you understand,” she replied calmly.

He looked at her profile for a while before saying, “So, it was already predetermined from the very beginning.” Since they got married, all the rules he had set had become punishments for him.

“I used to think I could change you, but it turned out that if you don’t like it, you just don’t like it,” Abigail said candidly.

Sean’s eyes had a deep and thoughtful look. “How can you say that I don’t like you?” “If it’s necessary to involve Joan in between us, I think It’s better not to then,” Abigail said with a faint smile.

I Want a Divorce Chapter 180-The Significance of a Wedding Dress “I’ve never liked her,” Sean emphasized.

“When I asked you why that wedding dress cost 1.3 million, you didn’t know.” Abigail looked into Sean’s eyes as her smile turned somewhat bitter. “That was our wedding anniversary, and that was the wedding dress I once told you about.

Because Joan liked it, you had the studio sell it to her.” Sean’s eyes trembled slightly.

Abigail looked away and continued, “The moment that wedding dress was sold, I let and embraced my new life.”

go of the past “Why didn’t you tell me?” Sean’s throat tightened.

Abigail’s lips curled in a mocking smile. “Do you think it would have made any difference? Marriage is the union of two people, not one person’s affair, whether it’s a woman or a man.” Sean never knew their marriage had silently grown into such a wide rift.

“You’ve never cared about me. That’s why you didn’t know anything” Abigail said calmly. “You didn’t know how hard I worked during our three years of marriage to make you notice me and care about me. You couldn’t see it, and you even mocked me.” “Abigail…” Sean sat up straight.

“Do you want to apologize?” She turned to look at him, and her eyes were filled with mockery.

He understood that an apology wouldn’t change anything now.

“I know that an apology means nothing to you, but I still want to apologize to you for what happened in the past,” Sean said before reaching out to tightly hold her hand at his side.

Abigail didn’t respond. She didn’t want to accept the apology.

That night, Abigail stayed there to rest, and Sean stayed with her. With only one bedroom left, they had to squeeze in together.

After taking a shower, the two of them lay in bed, and suddenly, there was a sense of distance between them.

The conversation during the day had made Sean unable to touch Abigail as naturally as before.

They resembled a couple in a period of marital fatigue, silently facing each other.

“It was Laura who did all of this. She arranged for people to secretly take those photos behind our backs as revenge against you and me.” Perhaps feeling too stifled, Sean finally spoke.

“All right. I understand, Abigail replied in her usual calm manner.

The next morning, Sean left.

Abigail stayed with Analise for a week.

During breakfast, Analise asked her countless times, “Are you really okay with him?” “Yes. You have to remember to take your insulin on time.” Abigail couldn’t help but change the topic back to her.

Analise pouted. “I’m talking about you. Don’t change the topic. I’ve been taking it regularly.” Her words made Abigail silently chuckle.

Sean arrived at the place where Joan lived. He went straight to her dressing room and found the wedding dress personally made by Abigail. As he looked at the wedding dress, his emotions became chaotic.

The details of this wedding dress were exquisite, and he couldn’t imagine what kind of feelings Abigail had when she put so much effort into creating it. Selling it must have been a heartbreaking decision for her.

He opened the closet, took out the wedding dress, and carried it with him as he left.

A maid stood at the door and watched him walk out of the room with the wedding dress. She wanted to say something but hesitated.

“Tell Joan that I’ll get her a wedding dress worth 1.5 million as a replacement.

Just say I took the wedding dress,” he said indifferently to the maid and left.

Back in the car, Sean told Cameron to arrange for the person working on the cabinet to come to the company.

“Understood,” Cameron replied immediately.

Sean held the wedding dress the entire time and occasionally pressed his face against it.

He kept his head down, and Cameron couldn’t discern the emotions in his eyes, but Cameron was still very concerned about him.

Sean’s actions of returning to the company with the wedding dress immediately stirred up discussions among many employees, but he didn’t care.

Kevin was in Sean’s office. When he saw Sean coming in with an extraordinarily beautiful wedding dress, he was momentarily stunned. “Sean, what’s this for?

Are you getting married to someone?” “Shut up. Why are you here?” Sean asked coldly.

“I’m just worried about you. How’s Abigail doing?” Kevin approached him and inquired.

“Stay away. Don’t ruin the wedding dress.” Sean pushed him away with disdain.

Cameron brought a hanger for Sean to hang the wedding dress, then glanced at Kevin.

Kevin realized what was going on and took a few steps back while asking. “Is this the wedding dress designed by Abigail?” “Yes.” Sean hung up the wedding dress and began to examine it closely.

There were intricate patterns embroidered on the wedding dress. It was clearly a result of a lot of time and effort. It was adorned with many diamonds.

Kevin stood in front of the wedding dress and exclaimed, “This wedding dress is really beautiful, and Abigail is really talented.” Sean remained silent as he touched the wedding dress. He then said to Kevin.

“I sold this wedding dress to Joan.” Kevin was shocked as he turned his head to look at Sean with his eyes wide open. “No wonder Abigail stopped liking you. If it were me, I’d be furious to the point of spitting blood! How are things between you and her?” “She asked me to consider divorce carefully, but she won’t force me. After all, I was forced into marrying her in the first place. She considers it compensation and is giving me time to think.” Sean answered as he caressed the wedding dress, all the while explaining to Kevin.

Judging from his demeanor, Kevin could tell that Sean had a certain attitude toward divorce