I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 64 A Scene Too Dramatic

“Okay,” replied Abigail.

One of the live–stream cameras followed Sean and Abigail as they walked away. After the pair entered the separate guest room, the camera stopped at the door instead of following them inside.

These five minutes were considered private time for the two of them.

Sean closed the door and gently locked it before turning his head to look at Abigail.

Abigail’s cheeks were flushed; thanks to the red wine’s strong aftereffects, she was now heavily drunk. As Sean looked at her, she suddenly stepped forward and tugged at his hand, saying, “How

could you be so cruel?”

Fearing that they might be overheard by those outside the room, Sean dragged her to the couch by

the window in the room and sat her down. “What do you mean by that?” His voice lacked warmth as

always, but it softened a lot without him realizing it.

Emboldened by drink, Abigail stared at the face of the man before her with bright, watery eyes. She

your help? I know

lost the draft because I was startled by Joan’s sudden

“Had it not been for your connection with her, that kind of

could I make a mistake if the draft wasn’t

on the couch, watching her red lips move as she rattled on and on. Then,

clothes. “Did you change your clothes

wanted to please you to make you help me,” replied Abigail, sounding

like no matter what I do, you’ll never be

happy. It’s so easy

asking for a divorce? thought Sean inwardly. “Is there

gaze

you

drink from my bottle all of a sudden? Joan is

Don’t you fear that she’ll get jealous and that the netizens will call you a sc*mbag? You never clarified the rumors between you and her… You drank from my bottle regardless of how

himself, Sean merely listened to her

and straightened his clothes, saying to Abigail, “Get up. You’re drunk, so you should go back and rest.” It had previously been agreed that if someone got drunk, they could quit the game early. After all, they were being streamed live. If someone got drunk and threw tantrums or did something

down on the couch

before grabbing

arms as though she were boneless. “I’m

held her firmly, wrapping his arms around her while she was in a drunken

open while holding the drunken Abigail,

on his shoulder.

crew member backed away with

in an impassive voice, “She’s drunk. Get her boss here to take