I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 86 Discussing Insights

Sean tossed his phone aside and felt that Abigail had regained consciousness. Then, he turned his

head to look at her.

Abigail, feeling like an ostrich, couldn’t maintain her pretense under Sean’s penetrating gaze. Opening her eyes, she tried to appear as if everything was normal after their intimacy and looked

at him and said, “I’ll call Luna. I’m worried about her.”

He turned and grabbed the phone on the bedside table.

She noticed the scratches on his back. While they had been intimate as a married couple, this kind

of intensity was indeed a first.

A faint blush crept onto her cheeks when he handed her the phone.

After taking the phone, she dialed Luna’s number. However, she realized that when she was in a

daze earlier, she had called Sean’s phone instead. And that’s why he ended up sleeping in my room.

Sean’s gaze remained seemingly normal, but if Abigail were to observe closely, she could notice

was different from his usual

moment, there was a depth in his eyes and a rare hint of emotion in how he looked at Abigail,

lowered her eyes

“How are you feeling? Do you feel any discomfort? I’m not in the room right now as I’m still handling some matters. If you’re not feeling well, just continue

touched by Luna’s kindness and replied gently, “I’m

chuckled bitterly. “I’m fine. That little punk, Victor, got what he deserved. I just don’t know whether he’s

all mingled in the same social circles,

innocent.

you take

replied, “The same as

leaned against the bed, his

lightly in her hesitation to answer

is a model, and models depend heavily on the favor of

think

cold expression, Abigail looked at him. “I never thought that Victor likes me. I helped him to speak up not because I thought he liked me

pray that Victor wasn’t involved, or I won’t cut him some slack at all,”

a hint of confusion, “Aren’t

“Do

make use of me and kick me out after that?” he

to stay here.” Abigail tried to reason with him. If he remained in her

nothing inappropriate about it. When you asked for my help, you said nothing about it

it wasn’t intentional. If you return

in the morning. I can have a change of time. Do you think I’m not tired after sleeping and taking care of you for the past two to three hours?”

couldn’t help but mutter, “You never complain about being tired during