I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 111 Voice Recorder

The first show was scheduled for the next day. Abigail took the dress to her room for final checks to prevent unforeseen circumstances. When she opened her room door, she was startled to find Sean sitting there.

He had returned to his company two days ago, so she assumed he wouldn’t be back so soon. His sudden appearance in her room rattled her already tense nerves.

“You seem surprised to see me,” he remarked casually as he put down her notebook.

Abigail used the notebook to doodle patterns for the dress, often finding inspiration at random moments. She hadn’t expected Sean to go through her notebook, especially when he had previously shown little interest in her work. “I heard you went back to work. Of course, I’m surprised to see you in my room,” she replied, quickly coming up with an excuse. She composed herself and held her dress up a little, then she went into the room and closed the door.

He glanced at the dress in her hands. “Is Luna having you check the dress instead of working on it

herself?”

“She wants me to check the details. She’s exhausted after working on it all day,” she explained.

He then turned his attention to her notebook. “Nice patterns. Did Luna ask you to learn this as

well?”

Her mind was already weary from a long day’s work, and

he acknowledged. “Many people don’t have talent, but

pricked me last time. Have you

did it?”

handle it,” Sean calmly assured

of subtle mockery flickering in her eyes.

looked away, pretending to

He’s going to sweep it under the rug because it’s related to someone named ‘Palmer.‘ She held the dress, finding the situation amusing and pathetic, and thought, If he refuses to tell me, I will ask Luna to

to get some rest. You’re working harder than any assistant,”

before leaving the room.

She entered the bathroom and splashed her face with cold water. When she looked

adjustments to the dress, she sewed a

groggy state the following day. It wasn’t

Abigail was about to

“Open up.

the door, greeted by a pale Luna, which

I got some sleep, but I found this in the couch crevices this morning. Someone

weren’t looking.” Luna showed the voice recorder and squeezed

room.

closely. “Did you turn it off, or

I checked the model, and it saves

the files,” Luna