I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 95 I’m Not Wearing, Then

Abigail’s cheeks burned, and her ears got red, but she pretended to be fine. “If you don’t like it, you can come out naked.”

Sean held her wrist and pulled her back to him. Caught by surprise, Abigail fell into his embrace. In her panic, she put her hand on a private part. She got as red as a cooked shrimp, and she struggled to break free of his grasp. “Wear something. It’s broad daylight. What are you trying to do?”

“You remember my size well.” Sean looked at Abigail. He was in a bad mood, but his mood got better after finding out Abigail had his clothes lying around in her house. She reserved a spot for him in her house.

Abigail thought he was talking about something more perverted, and she got so embarrassed she wanted to hide in a hole. Angrily, she looked at Sean. “So, are you wearing it or what?”

“Touch it more. It’ll leave a deeper impression. Makes buying clothes for me easier.” Sean smiled devilishly.

It was Abigail’s first time seeing him acting like that. A moment of stunned silence later, she broke free of his grasp and got up, after which she realized she had also taken off the towel that was

covering Sean. “You perv!” She hurled the towel at Sean.

Even though she’d seen his junk a lot of times, the impact of the sight still made her heart race. Sean stood up.

call me a pervert when you’re the one

away? You’re so unreasonable.”

if you hadn’t pulled

said nothing, Julie then

come

said Sean

that Sean was happy. Sean got dressed, but

walked

checked himself

color matched enough.

Analise looked at the dashing Sean, and she grinned. “You look handsome, Sean.

dark blue at most, so he looked cold and uninviting a lot of times. The

but Sean’s grandmother, Cornelie, called her and told her to meet her at a clinic. Abigail texted Sean to tell him about it before

approached her and dragged her into the clinic. “I’ve been asking tons of traditional medicine doctors lately. Finally found an old doctor here.

depressed. Over the last three years, she’d taken all kinds of medicines and gone through different kinds of treatments, but Sean didn’t want to have anything to do with her. There was no use in having medicine if her husband didn’t want to do it with

to get pregnant. Before this, she thought it’d be great if she could get pregnant, but she changed her mind. She didn’t want to have anything that would bind her to Sean

look on Abigail’s face, and she complained, “Look at you, looking so mournful. Of course,

and smiled. “I’m just worried the meds might not work. I don’t want to

to it. Just let the doctor give you an acupuncture session. Maybe one of your meridians

young voice said, “Come