I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 229 Cultivating Feelings

“What are you looking at?” Abigail’s face held a mix of confusion and embarrassment.

She wasn’t sure if Sean had overheard her conversation with her grandmother.

“Your grandmother wants to leave the hospital again?” Sean had caught a snippet of their

conversation.

Abigail gave a small nod. She didn’t intend to have a deep conversation with Sean and was about to head back.

“Let’s take a stroll?” Sean approached her.

“No need, I still have work to finish.” She wanted to get it done quickly and return home so her grandmother wouldn’t have to stay in the hospital for too long.

“You should take a break occasionally. What if you get too tired and end up in the hospital, which would delay your work even more?” Sean gently held Abigail’s wrist without much thought.

Abigail immediately tried to pull away.

“Help me take a look at the scenery here and give me some design advice,” Sean said, pulling her toward the exit.

“This is something you should ask an architect, not a fashion designer!” Abigail freed herself from Sean’s grasp.

“Sometimes, professional designers may not have better ideas than cross–industry designers,” Sean said, pulling Abigail’s hand once again.

Abigail was dragged out by him.

They happened to run into a couple who were taking a leisurely stroll, fanning themselves. Abigail stopped making a fuss at once and followed Sean.

“Taking a walk?” The woman recognized Abigail and initiated the conversation.

Abigail nodded.

scrolling through his phone, occasionally exchanging a few

the woman.

listening to

I’m still counting on the compensation to buy a

1/4

husband.

what can they do if a few holdouts refuse?” The

persuade those holdouts. Otherwise, the whole village will suffer if we don’t

and Abigail listened in silence,

them in a nice

her lips and fell

so upset. He had such a bad temper. It was surprising that

moment, Sean suddenly took Abigail’s hand, whispering, “Let’s walk

Sean was deliberately showing affection in

Sean hastened

was pulled along,

passed by the couple, the woman murmured, “Being

was a hint of envy

lush riverside with a dense clump of bushes, where fireflies

is quite rare,” Sean said to

really

out her phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to

in the countryside,” Abigail said to Sean after sending

be a tourist village, so it was crowded. There couldn’t have been fireflies,” Sean

The couple approached them.

before?” the woman smiled and asked

smiled in

but if it becomes a tourist village, there might

waited until they were gone. “What she said is actually correct. Fireflies don’t

said, “I have to go back. I

think about a design for me too.” Sean quickly spoke when he

these fireflies