I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 126 Don’t Speak if You Don’t Know How

A discreet Bugatti parked in front of Abigail, and she approached it with a cold expression. He welcomed her with a slit of the door, which she opened and then looked at him. “Aren’t you going

home?”

“Get in,” Sean said impatiently in a chilly tone.

She bent down and got into the car. As soon as she closed the door, he grabbed her wrist. “What are

you doing?” She was about to struggle.

His eyes contained a trace of anger as he stared at her. Even without speaking, his presence made

her gradually quiet down. Inside the narrow compartment, the streetlights outside illuminated

through the windows. The shadows and light on his face created a stark contrast, making his aura

even more intimidating.

Abigail’s heart tightened slightly. She looked at him as her lips pressed tightly.

Sensing that she was somewhat afraid of him, Sean relaxed his grip. “What were you discussing

with them?”

“I don’t need to report to you, do I?” She steadied her mind.

and placed his hand on the back of her neck, his

him. She saw the coldness in his deep eyes, and

won’t be able to afford to pay the breach of contract penalty. Understand?” He gripped her neck, his tone subtly exuding a

you so angry tonight?” Abigail asked while maintaining her composure. “I had a frank and open dinner with them, and you think I’m cheating

released her neck and instead pinched her chin. Then, he

itself makes people uncomfortable.”

her lips and spoke calmly, “Is it my fault that

her chin. “Have you ever thought why Anthony gave

overthinking? We’re business partners,” she replied with a hint of

and him thinking of you as a white lily

overthinking it.”

stand his sarcastic tone. She shook Sean’s hand away and spoke coldly, “I’m not you. Don’t use your moral standards to

standards of

with Joan and the bag to the public yet? People are still shipping us as

before worrying about mine.”

like… think.” His words were

clearly, nor did she want to

suddenly fell silent, and Sean glanced at Abigail, who was

we fine

a

Can’t you live without them?” He

her nose stinging as she turned to glare at him. “Can we stop talking about that? Have a kid, don’t have a kid, do whatever you want. Plus, I don’t want

prick.”

red, Sean immediately said sternly, “You’re about to cry

words.”

so chatty!” Abigail suppressed her pent-up anger. He had

was now criticizing