I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

After walking around the street twice, Hailey pointed to the seaside and said, “Let’s go to the fishing village. I lived there for six months when I was a child.”

The seaside looked close, but it was actually quite far.

The fishing village was more than 12 miles away from the city, and it took more than ten minutes to drive.

The houses in the fishing village remained predominantly old, with only a handful being newer constructions. The younger generation showed little interest in continuing the traditional occupation of fishing passed down by their elders, resulting in a majority of them seeking employment opportunities in the city.

Most of the people who stayed in the fishing village were elderly, and there were fewer and fewer real fishermen.

Hailey pointed to an old house and said, “I lived here when I was a child. It is my grandma’s sister’s home. But my grandma’s sister passed away several years ago. Most of her descendants have since relocated to the city.”

A rusty iron lock dangled from the gate, preventing entry into the house.

Oliver walked around the old dwelling, observing its windows. Thick layers of dust covered the glass, a testament to its abandonment for several years at the very least.

Oliver went back to the gate and didn’t see Hailey. After looking for her, he found that Hailey was heading to the beach along a small path.

There was an old fishing port at the one around. The place was quiet.

entrance of the fishing village. Several old boats were tied to the port, and there was no

Hailey strolled leisurely toward the beach on the left side. After a few dozen feet, she stopped and took off her shoes, allowing her bare feet to sink into the wet sand. Moments later, she bent down to collect seashells scattered along the shore.

After more than two years working in True Treasure second-hand store, Oliver saw Hailey as an elegant glacier beauty. When he talked to her on normal days, she always remained a composed expression on her face. No one could tell whether she was depressed or calm.

she was like a teenage girl, hopping along the

his shoes and followed her, fearing that she would

weather was good, and there were no clouds. The tide on the sea was gentle with a

Hailey’s footprints gradually vanished, erased by the advancing

unpleasant odor wafting up, he realized that he had unintentionally stepped on

on the beach? Or

a sizable clump of brown substance stuck to his feet, resembling cow dung. A patch of brownish-yellow sand emerged in the seawater, giving the

was barefoot. If he stepped

down to wash his feet. When he stared at the brown cow dung, an identification message suddenly appeared

weighs 30 ounces and has been soaked in seawater for 144

[Grade: high-grade.]

17 million

cursed in his

almost fell into the sea. He was shocked to know that such

bent down to dig out the brown dung-like thing from

the ambergris, Oliver discovered a bowl-sized mass that was

in seawater. He then proceeded to

residue was washed away, the true nature of the object began to reveal itself. The dirt-like appearance dissipated, revealing a white-colored object with a

the strong odor for a while, Oliver was surprised to

thing is worth 17 million dollars?” he

come here. This conch is so beautiful and I

here!” Oliver didn’t go over and waved to Hailey.

and asked, “Is it a shell or a snail? Yours must

a shell nor a snail

frown and said, “It

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