Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 2

Abigail's voice was crisp and clear, and her eyes were determined, but after she said those words, Sean's phone started ringing. He immediately whisked out his cell phone, checked the caller ID, and frowned in concern before picking up. "What happened?"

She couldn't hear what the person on the phone said, but he replied, "I'll be right there." Then, he left the bedroom without even so much as a glance at Abigail.

A snort escaped her lips, but she said nothing as she decided to forgo sleep for tonight. Then, she packed her stuff, printed out the divorce agreement, and swiftly signed her name. Then, she placed them on the coffee table in the living room along with a few cards and left their marital home.

Luna crossed her long legs as she leaned casually against the hood of the car and straightened herself. Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets in surprise when she saw Abigail coming with just a tiny piece of luggage. "Are you serious? That's all of your belongings?"

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Abigail deftly placed her luggage into the car trunk and climbed into the

driver's seat. "All those are unnecessary things. At least, I'm free now," she

declared, pretending to be relaxed.

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"Did you really divorce him?"

Luna still sounded doubtful, but Abigail shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm done with love and finally going to live my own life now."

Luna didn't question Abigail further. Instead, she turned the steering wheel

and cursed, "Damn it. Sean Graham is so rich. You should at least get a few hundred million in assets for the divorce!"

Abigail pursed her lips indifferently. "His empire is his asset before marriage, and I have no interest in coveting that."

generous person when it came to

get way more than a few hundred million, but it was never money that she

beginning.

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great that you finally divorced him. We have a stack of orders in the studio and my back is almost breaking from apologizing to our customers for the delayed delivery. You truly have perfect timing. Otherwise, it's not fair for me to be the only busy bee! It's gotten so bad that people are already

sole

to set up their own fashion studio and named it LMoon right after she graduated, which was an amalgamation of the last letter of her name and the meaning of Luna's

'elle-moon',

when Abigail was at the peak of her career, she chose to marry Sean and became a housewife, leaving

few years transforming LMoon into a Chapter 2 Shouldn't You

clothing designer studio using only

talent.

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ace designer, Alana, by Luna and was renowned amongst the upper class. Besides, it was a fact that she didn't receive any monetary benefit from Sean

stunned to hear from Luna that they had several delayed orders. "Didn't I pass a lot of designs

the mention of this.

ladies and celebrities. The designs should be different and so should the colors, so basically, we can only produce one piece out of every design. The designs you gave me last time were only enough for the previous orders.

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"Only a little more."

many is a little more?" Abigail pressed on, highly

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chuckled sheepishly. "Only... sixty-six orders more."

a voice much weaker

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needed at least two months even if she could come up with one design a day. Furthermore, she had to

backrest of the seat and quickly realized that she had drawn too few designs in the years when she was married. "Luna, it's been hard on you for the

answered nonchalantly, "Hey, what's hard

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work together from now, okay? Forget everything else, just the throng of fresh blood in the entertainment industry is better looking than Sean Graham. Not only are they good-looking, but they're also talented!" At the mention

genuine smile she had since yesterday. Unfortunately, when

Yet, even though he was an absolute *sshole, he didn't abuse her. So,

get rid of her, whom he regarded as a mere pebble. Beg me to return? That's impossible, she thought in