I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 92 It’s Raining

“Take the call,” Sean said groggily. He took a deep breath, and he still sounded nasal. He was obviously annoyed by the call.

Abigail noticed that it was from Joan. A moment of silence later, she said, “It’s from Joan.”

Sean’s eyes snapped open, and he took the phone before answering the call. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s raining, Sean. I’m scared,” said Joan, her voice breaking up. She sounded like a crying cat.

Abigail looked at Sean.

“I’m not at the hotel,” said Sean, not as impatient as he was before.

Oh, so he’s going to go to her if he’s at the hotel? Annoyed, she stomped Sean’s calf.

Sean gasped in pain and looked at Abigail coldly. Abigail blinked innocently.

“You went out?” Joan asked, surprised. She knew Abigail took a leave because her grandmother was

hurt, but she didn’t know when Abigail would return. That’s a coincidence.

scared, share a room with someone,” said

head on his taut arm, and her head buzzed. Sean’s arm got numb as well. He looked at Abigail and pulled back his arm, and then

her collar out of Sean’s grasp. Sean held her and turned her

quietly. “It’s late, and yet you

me?”

I just wanted to stretch my legs.” Abigail

her. “Do I look

go back to sleep.”

his hand on her waist and slid it under

“Grandma’s right

she’s been wanting us to have kids. Sean looked at Abigail coolly. “She’ll be happy to hear you’re

hand, and she blushed. “We can’t do

huddled closer and said imposingly, “So, are you

She struggled and answered, “No. No

was small, to begin with, and it creaked

quiet, you guys, even if

didn’t move an inch. Sean’s arms were wrapped around her waist, and he held her gently, pinching her softly. “We’ll be

to bite Sean. You can’t say

“You’re going

not going at anything.”

closer. “Go to sleep. Move anymore and

against his chest. She listened to his heartbeat and said nothing more. If it weren’t for the fact