I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 52 Someone Got There First

Sean walked Joan out of the room, but Joan noticed the corner of a paper sticking out of the cabinet beside the door. She adjusted her steps and took a glance from an angle and realized it was a draft. She was then reminded of the rumor she heard. They said the investor would be hiding among them, and if they wanted more screen time, they could find a chance to get closer to the investor.

Worried that the designers would go for Sean after they found out who he was, she hurried over once Cameron told her that Sean had arrived. Did someone get here before I did?

She looked at the draft, a hint of darkness flashing in her eyes. She then stopped in her tracks and turned to smile at Sean. “Your room’s decor looks different from ours.”

Sean gave her a sidelong glance, but Joan ignored him and quickly scanned the room. It might be different, but the room was still made up of a bed chamber and a bathroom. It was simple enough that Joan could see everything at once glance. The bed was connected to the ground, so there was no way anyone could hide underneath.

She then noticed that the bathroom door was closed. Sheepishly, she said, “My bathroom isn’t

working. Can I use yours, Sean?”

Most of the time, Sean wouldn’t refuse her requests, especially for trivial things like using the

bathroom.

or designers.

asleep.” Joan put on a look of distress.

and it always worked.

notice me? Abigail held her drafts tighter, her heart racing. She was wondering how she should explain things if Joan

she thought, Hey, wait a minute. We’re not even divorced yet. We’re still married on paper. So, what if I’m in my husband’s room? Joan should be the

tell the crew members to fix

but Joan stopped him. After all, it was just an excuse she made up to check his bathroom,

out of the cabinet and

hole through the door. He’s a rich man. I know those b*tches would try to hook up with him, but

turned around but didn’t go too far. “Let’s see which of these b*tches are trying to steal my man from me.” She knocked on her assistant’s door and summoned a few of her sycophants, then

But once she shows up, my

heaving a sigh of relief. Refusing to spend a moment longer in this

got ready to

“Are you sure you want to

noticed the existence of another woman in this room, and she wouldn’t stop until she found out who that woman was. It was

a story out of it for everyone, Sean might

gazed at Abigail, his eyes deep as the sea. “It’s late, you got the wrong room, Joan came to see me,

smirked. “You’re