I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 242 Don’t Accept Him

Abigail felt Sean’s gaze burning into her, making her uncomfortably fidget in her seat.

However, why should she feel uneasy? They were both divorced. What right did he have to look at her so audaciously?

Her gaze shifted from Kevin to Sean’s face, and she asked straightforwardly and coldly, “Mr. Graham, do you need something?”

Since Josh had not arrived, Eric was in no position to talk to Sean. Eric believed that she could handle the tension between her and Sean. Hence, he silently perused the menu.

Sean calmly looked at her. “Enjoy your meal, Ms. Quinn.” With that, he turned and left.

Kevin had been waiting for Sean to say something mind–boggling. In the end…

Abigail hadn’t expected Sean to respond this way either. She watched him walk over to a table in the corner with a dazed expression,

“What are we ordering?” Eric’s voice brought her back to the present.

She stopped staring at Sean and scanned the menu before ordering a few dishes. Then, she pulled out her phone and started scrolling absentmindedly.

Sitting across from Abigail, Eric could sense her distracted mind. Her eyes occasionally glazed over, and she seemed lost in her thoughts despite her attempts to conceal it. He observed her momentarily, wanting to say something to break the silence but eventually deciding against it.

Just as she was absentmindedly scrolling on her phone, a message from Josh popped up.

‘I have something urgent to deal with. Tell Eric I won’t join you two since I have to head back to Capitalis. Enjoy your dinner with him.‘

show him the message. “Mr.

leave abruptly. Suppressing his frustration, he rose from his seat. “I have to make a

her tone

voice was palpable as he began the conversation, “What’s going on? What can

me you’ll stay calm. Abigail might

but chuckle nervously, “Are you joking? She is the best fit! She looks like you and your mother, whether in looks or

saying, “My family’s saying the girl they

was evident in his face, and he tightly pursed his lips, rendering him momentarily

“Eric?” Josh tentatively asked.

trembling with a sense of torment. “Josh, you told me she was it. Now, you’re telling me she’s not Alana. What do you want me to do? Ever since I

was over–confident this time. Still, I won’t interfere in your love life. Don’t think of our parents‘ promises as orders,”

Eric immediately hung up.

to the table, he found Luna engaged in a lively conversation

and happy chatter. Eric couldn’t help but be

a smile on his face before walking

ordered, Luna? Josh won’t be here. Something urgent came up. Sorry,” Eric explained to Abigail and

Don’t look so dejected. There’s no need

“Yes.” He nodded.

mood, Abigail

he replied. However, he

not be the daughter of the Pearson Family. Conflicting emotions

you think, Eric?” Luna asked, already pouring Abigail a large glass

wine she had ordered.