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

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

collar out of Sean’s grasp. Sean held her and turned her around. “What were you

would I dare?” said Abigail quietly. “It’s late, and yet you still took

that’s why you kicked me?”

I just wanted to

sneered at her. “Do

back to sleep.” Abigail closed her

waist and slid it under her

tensed up. She said quietly, “Grandma’s right beside

Sean looked at Abigail coolly. “She’ll be

hand, and she blushed. “We can’t

and said imposingly, “So, are

heating up. She struggled and answered, “No. No

with, and it creaked when she

quiet, you guys, even if you

leaned in Sean’s embrace and didn’t move an inch. Sean’s arms were wrapped around her waist, and he held

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

going at

not going at anything.”

pulled her closer. “Go to sleep. Move anymore

his heartbeat and said nothing more. If it weren’t for the fact he’s too tired, he’d have gone back to the hotel after Joan called