I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 6

Sean felt agitated as he glanced at the divorce settlement and the several

cards in his hand. I simply thought she was just throwing a tantrum. How dare

she think of divorcing me!

“Are you being serious right now?” He held back his anger and managed to

ask through his teeth.

Abigail quirked a brow at him and replied nonchalantly, “I am dead serious.

Sign it, and we will go through the procedures when both of us are free later.

Sean looked at his wife before his eyes relentlessly as he thought, We have

been married for three years, and Abigail has been fulfilling her duty as Mrs.

Graham. She’s well–behaved, obedient, and kind to my family members.

More so, she pleases me in every possible way. Yet, she’s like a different

person now.

As he regarded her fair and lustrous face painted with impatience that was

completely different from before and listened to the icy cold words that

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escaped her lips, he felt a knife stabbing through his heart as he realized that

Abigail was truly looking forward to leaving him. So, he quickly retracted his

gaze, turned around, and walked into the living room. “There’s no need for

that. I will see you at the City Hall front entrance tomorrow at 9.00AM.” His

indifferent voice sounded.

At first, Abigail thought that she was all prepared for this day. It was only at

she truly realized that her heart was still in pain like it

Half of her body went numb.

she didn’t even know how she managed to walk out of

and lay on the bed, only

churning in pain

she hastily covered her mouth

ate and drank earlier that evening. Still, the pain

stomach worsened instead

whenever she suffered

nothing but excruciating pain. Since she hadn’t had

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had completely forgotten about the

didn’t even bother taking her stomach

At this

bedside could result in her back drenching

and endured the pain as

Luna.

dismay, Luna didn’t hear her phone ringing at all

like a log.

she would die of pain in the studio tonight,

a great deal of hesitation.

the first call. Thus, she called again. This time,

and a soft, waxy voice sounded

the voice,

Who is it?”

I left the apartment just now. Yet,

was out of my mind to

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Go

Abigail swiftly silenced herself instead of

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no response on the other

you

had no intention of hearing Joan say something

she promptly hung up the phone. Then,

the carpet, frowned, and blocked all

suddenly lost her vision and passed out once she

phone away.

“Abigail?”

woke Abigail up

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pajamas,

she said guiltily, “Was it your digestive troubles?

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