I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 312 Are You Baiting Me

What Abigail found even more ludicrous was the fanfiction the netizens posted featuring her and

Sean…

Some of the stories were pretty R-rated. Abigail blushed while reading them.

“Is it too warm in here, Abigail? Why are your cheeks so red?” Abigail’s assistant asked while bringing some documents over.

“It’s pretty warm,” Abigail answered with fake composure. However, she hastily tapped her mouse a couple of times and minimized her Twitter tab.

Her assistant came over and placed the documents beside her. “Shall I lower the temperature?”

“It’s fine. Just get me a bottle of cold water, please.” The steamy scenes in the fanfiction Abigail saw made her throat a little dry.

It didn’t seem appropriate to be reading such things in broad daylight..

While her assistant left to get some water for her, she quickly closed the tab and forgot about. what she had read-focusing on her design work instead.

Just as Abigail started feeling dizzy from focusing on one thing for too long, her phone began buzzing.

She checked her phone and saw the notifications from Luna. Since they were only Twitter notifications, she didn’t respond to them.

Less than a minute later, Luna called.

Abigail sighed exasperatedly. Isn’t she away on a business trip? Why does she have so much time on her

hands now?

She took the call, but before she could say anything, Luna shrieked, “You were reading smut on Twitter during your working hours?”

did you know?” Abigail felt sheepish-as

You liked the fanfiction someone wrote. The screenshots your fans took have gone

she had been struck by lightning. After blanking out for some time, she

you actually read

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it while scrolling past… I didn’t read it… I didn’t like the tweet!” Abigail felt. awkward. It was as if the entire internet was gawking at

Earth anymore. She had to

the tweet! Do you want to smooth things over? I don’t know how to help you. with that though. Of all the things you could’ve

took several gulps of water to calm herself down. “Do

dear. Everyone knows that Alana liked the smutty fanfiction her fan wrote

off work now. I won’t

couldn’t say anything else about the

how awkward Abigail was feeling. The

call, Abigail gathered her things and got ready to

the next

make a difference if I unlike the

first time experiencing a crisis like this. Her mind was a

assistant looked up from her computer and hid her

the most eager shippers,

Abigail’s just being stubborn.

Once she got inside her car,

She felt mortified.

about to drive home, Sean

if she didn’t, she would seem even more like a

took a deep breath

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it?” she asked

to release

knew what