I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 106 Succubus

Joan pulled her hand back. Since she was surrounded, she had no idea what Sean and Abigail were doing, and she teared up.

Luna said, “Miss Palmer, since you can’t even prepare the fruits, let me do it. You get some rest.”

Kevin said, “The medic’s arriving soon. Calm down. At least get disinfected. For safety’s sake.”

Damian dragged Victor away and went back to their stations. Luna took over Joan’s job, while Kevin sat Joan down and blew on her wound. To his credit, that was caring.

Sean finished cleaning the processor’s blades and approached Joan. He asked calmly, “Let me see your hand.”

Joan raised her hand. The wound wasn’t bleeding anymore, and it didn’t look deep at all. Without the impact of blood, the wound didn’t look scary at all. It was just a white line on a finger.

“Not a big deal. Just rub something on it and slap some Band–Aid over the wound. You can get back to work right away,” said Sean. He was going to go back and grill. Abigail’s cooking skills were dubious. He was worried she might flip the whole grill and burn herself.

Joan looked aggrieved, but she nodded anyway. The audience mocked her aggressively.

‘She calls that a wound? It’s almost microscopic. Damian was right. If the medic’s one second slower, the wound would’ve closed up. Man, that guy’s good. He shoots straight.‘

dramatic. First thing Victor did was tell everyone about the wound. It’s like he did

who thinks Sean is kind of dense? Obviously, Joan wants him to look at her more, and then the

After the medic showed

plate of fruits. She whispered, “Damian and

us. Mr. Graham’s

dark. “It’s a shame they didn’t get kicked

did anything wrong, Luna

her around.

would give her some privilege. However, he wouldn’t let Victor and Damian

was more cautious, however. “Damian and Victor dislike us now. If we kick

into

point. She said, “It doesn’t matter. I’ll ask

plan, Luna snuck over to Victor and

we talk

at the garden in the west later. Tell Quinn to come

while Sean kept Abigail around

coughing, and

kebab. “For

on the kebab slowly.

onto her plate

not even eating. Why don’t I grill and you eat?”

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