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

her heart was

pricked with thousands of needles. Half of her body

know how she managed

the studio in a daze and lay on the bed, only to

was churning in pain

hastily covered her mouth and rushed into the bathroom

earlier that evening.

instead of

matters worse, whenever she

feel nothing but excruciating pain. Since

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had completely forgotten about the agony

Therefore, she didn’t even bother taking her stomach medicine

out. At this moment, the journey from her bathroom

back drenching in a cold

her teeth and endured the pain as

Luna.

hear her phone ringing at

like a log.

would die of pain in the

Sean after a great deal of

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

and a soft, waxy voice sounded

Abigail heard the voice, she could tell it was Joan.

Who is it?”

alone when I left the apartment

was out of

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Abigail swiftly silenced herself instead

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the other end, she

Abigail? Are you

had no intention of hearing

taking a shower, she promptly hung up the phone. Then, she curled

frowned, and blocked all

vision and passed

phone away.

“Abigail?”

up early

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pajamas,

said guiltily, “Was it your

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