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

But it looks like I’ll have to endure it again. I thought our studio could ride the waves

this time.” Luna

him a message later, and he’ll return the drafts to me. I don’t want to have any more contact with him, so I’m considering just letting it go…” When he mentioned those words earlier, the small

along well in the production team, right? Just keep it up. I’m telling

grumbled in dissatisfaction, “I even thought about

with him. Also, since he’s taking the initiative to ask

“But do you think he’s being

pairing if it feels real, right? Moreover, why would you offend him for

in resignation.

with him. You can gain popularity and maybe even annoy Joan.

get it. I’ll send him the message.” She was also worried that Sean might actually give the drafts to

air had a refreshing coolness. Hidden in a nook within the garden’s rockery, Abigail sent a message to Sean: ‘Why aren’t you here yet? There are too many mosquitoes here.

he received the message, he

from her hiding spot, only to find her head enveloped

he joined her

in the darkness and remarked,

have met somewhere else? Did it have to

faint smile unseen in the

nervously. “I don’t want anyone to discover

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

for the occasion, but now they were meeting

anticipated her

she said in a low voice, “Where are the drafts?

“I have a few questions to ask you about those drafts. Answer me honestly, and I’ll give them to