I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 189 I’m Your Husband

Abigail was sipping her soup. Then, she said in an impressively calm tone, “No. By the way, help me ask Kevin for his address. Don’t mention that it’s me asking. I want to send you guys a little gift.

“Okay…” Luna couldn’t understand why she wanted to send a gift to Kevin. Still, it was clear that her relationship with Sean was rather rocky at the moment.

“If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up. It’s been a long day.” Abigail remained composed and continued to sip her soup, making the sound of drinking audible.

“Okay.” Luna felt that she had also hit a dead end. Sean deserves it anyway. He keeps upsetting his wife every few days. He deserves to be ignored.

Abigail packed her luggage and changed to a better hotel that night after finishing her meal. She even went to sleep early.

Meanwhile, Sean was in a foul mood because he had planned to talk to her that night. Yet, she refused to answer any of his calls.

Kevin, who had been called to the bar by Sean, watched him drink with his chin resting on his palm.

“Abigail is ignoring me again. We shared a bed just last night. I can’t figure out what’s on her mind.” At this moment, Sean was still unaware of what he had done. So, he was restraining his anger and confiding in Kevin.

Kevin sighed and replied wearily. “If you don’t know, how am I supposed to know?”

“Drive me to the airport later.” Sean wanted to find out why Abigail was upset with him.

Going to her now will

want to go in person to

been cold on the phone. Nonetheless, he knew her well enough

considered why she is angry?” Kevin asked, looking at him

things carefully before saying, “If there’s something worth making her angry, it would

Joan again,

do you mean by ‘reconcile?’ Watch your words,” Sean reminded

snitched about it to Abigail. You got back together with

he knew who had informed her about it even without investigating this matter. Although Kingston doesn’t know that Abigail is my wife, he sees her as the bridge to contact my wife. So, when

Joan that difficult to deal with?” Kevin couldn’t help but feel that Sean was dealing with chewing gum. What kind of influence is lurking

to the

murmured, “Why don’t you just tell Abigail the truth? Keeping this misunderstanding going isn’t good. She hates Joan from the bottom of her heart. If you don’t explain, how would she

word. I won’t go back on my

knocked on her door for a

help but frown as he went to the hotel’s front desk. Soon, he found out

inside him tipped over the metaphorical cauldron. So, he called her but found her phone

clenched his phone tightly, grinding his teeth. “You’re

She was so startled from her sleep that she gripped her blanket in fright. By the time she came to her senses, there was a deep scowl on her face

Sean’s angry shout echoed faintly

was momentarily caught off guard. Unfortunately for

door suddenly swung