I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 156 You Don’t Deserve Trust

Sean returned to his room and found Abigail in the shower. He decided to grab a book to read.

Just then, his phone started ringing.

When he picked it up, he saw an unfamiliar number, but one that he still recognized. He immediately answered, his voice lacking its usual coldness.

“Hello, why are you calling me?” he inquired.

“Do you know what happened to Joan on set? For Abigail, you left her, and now the crew is deliberately bullying her! She fell from high up and nobody cared about her!” The voice on the other end was seething with anger.

Sean clenched his phone. “Is she at the hospital now?”

“How dare you ask me that? Low should I know?” the voice shot back, furious.

“I’ll call the set and find out,” Sean said, letting the person vent their frustration. Then, he Cameron a message on WhatsApp.

sent

“Sean, if something happens to Joan, I’ll destroy you and myself!” The man then hung up at once.

Sean hurried downstairs without explaining his sudden departure to Dahlia.

“Why the rush…” Dahlia mumbled to herself.

Abigail emerged from the bathroom, but there was no sign of Sean. She assumed he was still downstairs.

neared completion of half of her sketches, Sean still

might not be at the

again, it was Joan’s situation that

close to noon, Abigail was in her room. She sent messages to Sean, but it was like shouting

a series of calls,

busy here. If need be, you can have the driver pick you up over

sneaking around with other women, then don’t force me to come back home! Whose time are you wasting? You can’t even stay overnight! Are you in such a hurry to meet your little fling?” Abigail’s chest

attend to. Can’t a little trust in

you have

to go be with her, why don’t you

Once I finish my business, we’ll go through with it! Since you don’t believe

unfaithful man like you has no right to be trusted!”

anger.

that Sean really

that when he cleaned the house for her, defended her in front of Cornelie, and didn’t

was the biggest mistake she had

and planned to change her

Dahlia came in with

Have a drink,” Dahlia said gently, placing

it and thanked

don’t feel like coming downstairs for lunch, I’ll bring it up to

you,” Abigail

Dahlia left, Abigail walked to the table, poured herself a glass of water, and took a

Cornelie gave her a look, and after their eyes met, Dahlia went to

to play some cards. I won’t be