I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 328 No Backing Out!

Sean withdrew his hand. He looked at Abigail and said, “I’ll inform his parents and have them contact you personally.”

She nodded and looked at the man. “If it’s something related to me, you can just call me directly. You don’t need to come here just to inform me.”

“If I didn’t come in person, they might think they can bully you. I won’t allow anyone to do that to you,” he replied calmly as if it was something quite ordinary.

She chuckled. “You won’t allow it?”

Her words had a hidden meaning, and he could sense what she had not said. In Abigail’s view, he had no right to say whether he allowed it. He was not someone special to her, so why should he have a say?

Sean sighed helplessly. “I’m doing this of my own accord.”

He did not want to dwell on the matter with Abigail any longer. After explaining, he planned to leave. Initially, he had intended to invite her to have dinner, but it surely would not happen.

As he sat in the car and smoked, Cameron frequently watched him through the rearview mirror. “What are you looking at?” Sean questioned with a cigarette in hand, his tone not very pleasant. Cameron looked away. “I was looking at the car behind us, sir.”

Sean’s lips curled into a somewhat chilly smile, “You’re not being honest, Cameron.”

“I am…” Cameron muttered.

Sean pressed on, pondering whether he had been too lenient

just tell Mrs. Graham directly that you want to pursue her. You not expecting anything in return and saying you’re doing this on your own

those words. The smoke made his expression

would turn into solid concrete. To get her to open up and take her heart out from behind the sturdy concrete layer, he had

could feel Sean’s perplexed

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impossible for Sean to approach

a call from Damon. She answered without speaking, and he

she

speaking softly, “I initially wanted to keep it a secret, but it got discovered so quickly. Don’t worry, I won’t shortchange you on the money. I know many people want this gown, but please,

a contract is signed,

her, even if it means spending all my savings.

breach the contract, so I won’t engage in a

he uttered, “Thank you. I’ll come to collect the dress at the end of

it was reasonable for an artist to have a somewhat eccentric personality. As long as Damon wanted the dress, she would not go back

a text message. Miss Alana, I’m Damon Copper’s mother. I’d like to know

unfamiliar string of numbers and decided to engage with

in a difficult position. As his mother, I’m truly sorry. However, no matter what, I hope you can refuse

would result

determined to sell the dress