I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 224 Definitely Sean’s Doing

After parting ways with Sean, Abigail immediately called Luna.

“What’s up? It’s quite late for you to call me.” Luna was at the hospital accompanying Analise, whose recovery was going well.

Abigail got straight to the point. Luna, help me transfer my grandmother to another hospital or a more advanced ward. I want only you and me to take care of her, no one else.”

“Has something serious happened?” Luna asked right away.

Abigail pursed her lips and asked, “Do you think Sean would lie?”

“Well… I don’t think he would resort to lying,” Luna replied. She knew he would not do something undignified even if she was not fond of him.

“I’ll explain when I get back,” Abigail promised.

“Alright,” Luna agreed, feeling uneasy.

Abigail spent the whole night packing her things and left Ouisford without delay.

Fortunately, her custom–made clothes were all ready. She had initially stayed in Ouisford because she believed there were many valuable traditions to learn. She planned to stay until June, when Lexie’s dress would be completed, but now that seemed impossible.

She was well aware of the influence of the wealthy, especially since Lynette dared to challenge Sean. This showed that the strength of the Pearsons was on par with his. Abigail did not want to confront them head–on because she was unsure what other tricks the Pearsons and the Davidsons had up their sleeves.

would be okay if it only affected her, but she had L.Moon to think about. It was the result of her and Luna’s hard work. Besides, many

Luna had already been a great help. Abigail could let down

returned to Pendorf that

out the transfer of Analise to a different

she could not help but ask Abigail, “What’s

told me that the Pearsons and

nodded. “Rich people can really stoop to such a level.

I’m away on a business trip, and you’re not sure when I’ll be back,” Abigail stated. She had no desire to engage

anymore.

teased, “Not

WhatsApp. Don’t worry.

works too. Let’s focus on building our careers, and when we become powerful,

was a bit distant, she agreed with Luna that it was worth striving

buy a ticket for the bus, and it made stops af various stations along the way. In her journey, she could see a stark income disparity between Pendorf’s urban

homestay. The homestay had two floors in total. The second

Abigail began to focus on her work. High–end dresses were entirely crafted by hand, without sewing

day, she

Lynette

impression of Lynette, but now, speaking to her,

uneasy.

one place for too long. Everything was completed,

did not sense anything amiss and was simply disappointed. “Why

and sometimes my phone signal is weak. So, unless it’s urgent, don’t contact me,” Abigail replied with a