I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 70 Force Her to Apologize Publicly

Sean let go of Abigail’s chin and stepped aside. Lowering his gaze, he looked at her and said, “We’ll meet again at night. Send me a message, and I’ll bring your drafts.” With that, he walked up to the door. He opened it and left the room, leaving behind a lingering coldness that Joan’s call had

brought.

Abigail sat alone for a while before deciding to take a shower. Afterward, she confided in Luna about his request.

Luna was so pissed that she threw her phone on the couch. “He treated you well in the production.

team, so I thought your relationship with him had improved. Alas… He’s getting greedy, isn’t he?”

“Joan still holds a special place in his eyes,” Abigail said in a low voice.

Luna approached the coffee table and crouched to pour a glass of water. She downed it and said, “I

thought I could teach Joan a lesson this time, but who knew… It must be nice to have Sean

protecting her, huh? My blood pressure is ramping up.”

Abigail asked, “What were you planning to do?”

“I was going to make Joan publicly apologize to us. If she refused, I was considering suing her for

looks like I’ll have to endure it again. I

to us this

drafts to me. I don’t want to

not? You two were getting along well in the production team, right? Just keep it up. I’m

even thought

“Please don’t do that. It’s a great opportunity, so just meet up with him. Also, since he’s taking the initiative to ask you out, he must

looked at her with concern. “But do you think

It’s only a good pairing if it feels real, right? Moreover, why would you offend him for no reason? You can benefit from being around him in the production team. It’s a win–win situation!”

sighed in resignation. “All

can gain popularity and maybe even annoy

get it. I’ll send him the message.” She was also

Abigail sent a message to Sean: ‘Why aren’t you here yet? There are too many mosquitoes here. My legs are covered in

he received the message, he picked

only to find her head

joined her

the darkness and remarked, “What kind of

have to be such a secretive location?”

a faint smile unseen in

arm nervously. “I don’t want

her chin with his hand. “What secret mission are we on that

dressed up for the occasion, but now they were meeting in

anticipated her choice

didn’t want to argue with Sean. So, she said in a low voice, “Where are the drafts? Did you

a few questions to ask you about those drafts. Answer me honestly, and