I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 533

Chapter 533 Send Me To The Afterlife

Feeling both disappointed and angry, Sean expressed his grievances to Abigail as a severely injured patient. “Have you considered how your words can affect the speed of my recovery?” he said.

Abigail crossed her arms and stared at him with a poker face.

Sean’s spirits sank, especially since his injuries prevented him from even standing up.

“Why should I care about your feelings? Cameron told me that I am his top priority now, while you come second, retorted Abigail haughtily, showing no concern for Sean’s emotional state. “Be careful with your words, or I’ll have your former subordinate beat you up

Sean chuckled in anger. “Did he really say that?”

“Why wouldn’t he? I pay him 3,000 a month,” replied Abigail. Besides, Cameron had lost an eye because of her. Since he couldn’t get along with Sean, she would protect him no matter what.

“Well, welt, well. I gave him a talking-to yesterday, and today, he went to seek comfort from you, eh? I didn’t know he could be so cheeky,” said Sean. Then, feeling a dull ache in his chest, he immediately clutched it and took quick, shallow breaths.

Abigail panicked at once. “Are you okay? Can’t you handle a little argument?”

Sean’s face turned pale, giving him a petulant appearance. “Do I look okay to you?”

you just stop arguing with me? You’ll be fine,”

to see you here at first… Gasp! But I was wrong. You’re here to send me to the afterlife. I should’ve kept my eyes closed and driven you

if you were gone? Old Mr.

or you’ll make me cough up blood,” said Sean, leaning

her lips. Suddenly, she said, “It’s good

restoring my blood circulation by annoying me today,” replied

earnestly, “Do you want me

and delicate. “No, there’s no need. Come closer for a minute, and I’ll tell you what happened to

down on

die. I regretted impulsively rushing to

died, Abigail might remember him for a year, forget about him after

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would certainly be there for her when she was at her saddest, slowly entering her heart. The idea that

thought. Time was a cruel eraser that would gradually crase every bit of their shared moments,

because he wasn’t willing to accept this. He wanted to

“But you came back, didn’t you? Thank you for saving Luna. She was deeply traumatized by that incident; even now, she still can’t

guess I did something good then. Maybe God took pity on me and didn’t

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