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.

It’s personal. If you’re scared, share a room with someone,”

got numb as well. He looked at Abigail and pulled back his

was trying to pull her collar out of Sean’s grasp. Sean held her and turned her around. “What

dare?” said Abigail quietly. “It’s late, and yet you still took the call. Grandma doesn’t sleep

kicked me?”

wanted to stretch my legs.” Abigail

at her. “Do

go back to sleep.” Abigail closed

his hand on her waist and slid

“Grandma’s

kids. Sean looked at

held his hand, and she blushed. “We can’t

pinching her waist. He huddled closer and said imposingly, “So, are you going to pull any

up. She struggled and

bed was small, to begin with,

nurse stood at the doorway. “Be quiet, you guys, even if you are

in Sean’s embrace and didn’t move an inch. Sean’s arms were wrapped

closed the door, her face red. Abigail wanted to bite Sean. You can’t say that. She smacked his

“You’re going at

at anything.” Abigail grabbed his

closer. “Go to sleep. Move anymore and

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