I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 290 Outstanding Men Get Married Early

“We can give it a go if you’re willing.”

Sean raised an eyebrow and said nothing upon hearing her words. It was as though he was genuinely considering the possibility of this proposal. The others were looking at Jennifer with amusement in their eyes. She gradually went from shy to feeling awkward as she fiddled with her fingers nervously.

Just as her legs were slightly shaking from the anxiety, he finally spoke up, “I’m sorry, but I still want to get back together with my ex–wife. Thus, I’m not going to date anyone else.”

When she found out that he was married, she was left utterly flabbergasted. She was so embarrassed from being rejected that she nodded hastily and quickly returned to her seat.

“Why didn’t you mention that he was married? I wouldn’t have said anything if I knew he had an ex–wife he deeply loves!” Jennifer glared at Abigail.

Abigail gripped the wine glass tightly and said nothing.

“It seems that outstanding men do have the tendency to get married early,” Sarah mumbled, expressing a hint of regret.

Sean was exceptionally handsome in person. Even the media couldn’t capture his unique charisma in pictures.

“It seems like I’m not good enough,” Anthony instinctively added.

Sarah hastily backtracked and explained, “That’s not what I meant.”

Suddenly, Abigail said, “I’m done. I’m going back to rest. I didn’t sleep well last night. God, I hope I’ll sleep better tonight.”

Luna got up and offered, “You look pale. I’ll drive you home.”

getting late, too. Let’s head back

that, the class

farewells, Abigail rested her head on Luna’s shoulder

think the professor wants from you?” Luna was

want to think about it right now,” Abigail replied. She felt even

a cab to send them home. When she recalled Jennifer’s

Sean was talking about you when he mentioned that he had an ex–wife he

one who told Jennifer to go to him,” Abigail replied with zero hesitation. After all, she didn’t

the past if

Abigail made it home, she closed the door, sat on the shoe–changing stool, and stared blankly at her empty home. She wanted to know where Analise had gone but couldn’t find a reason to call her. Plus, she was afraid that Analise would be mad if

about to take a shower, her phone rang. When she noticed that it was Sean calling,

the call ended,

call and snapped angrily, “What is it? Are

I that

entire life, Abigail sighed in frustration. She forced herself to stay sober and think of him as though he was just an acquaintance. Once she got her emotions under

to push me towards other women even

a mistake on my part. I apologize.” Abigail calmly admitted

sighed and ended the call without saying

middle of the night, he would recall her loving voice when

stared into space before heading to the shower. She turned on the hot

assail her senses. Yet, she remained stiff as the continuous stream of water splashed against her body as she