I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 330 Meeting in Person

Sean took a sip of his drink. “Are you suggesting that Abigail wants to protect the love between him and his fiancee?” His voice was tinged with melancholy.

Kevin nodded. “She’s been hurt too much because of you, and she may no longer believe in love. You shattered her illusions of a beautiful romance. But in this world, there’s a couple who are willing to overcome all obstacles to be together. It has touched her.”

Sean tightened his grip on the glass.

“Any kind-hearted woman would want to protect a beautiful love, right?” Kevin remarked emotionally.

“Then, I should stand by her side,” Sean said.

“You can, but she believes in someone else’s love, not yours. You need to face reality,” Kevin advised, his words unusually heartfelt.

Sean did not say anything. He had faced reality, but he was unwilling to accept it.

Since Abigail still had aspirations for love, he would not be content to let his relationship with her end like this. After finishing his drink, he got up and left.

leave…” Kevin, who had not had enough to drink, raised

returned, grabbed Kevin’s collar, and pulled him out of the bar. “You can’t stay here either. I don’t want to clean up

I’m not

end up dead and

there was a mischievous, flirtatious look in his

should just give up on this dress, Kelly. I’ll find a better designer to create a new one

Scarlett when she heard her mother gently suggest this. She looked disappointed and could not help but ask, “Is it because she doesn’t like me? Is that

contract with someone

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behind the scenes. They’re determined to make this

afraid she might dislike me. It’s okay; you can ask her to design something new for me. I love her designs. If she’s still concerned because of what Uncle Vincent did,

somewhat conflicted; she did not want Kelly to have

been some animosity between her and Kelly because of Vincent’s actions, but it was not her fault. On the other hand, Abigail had mocked her on social media without any apology. And now, Kelly had to go to Pendorf

her designs that

as she blurted out. “Her designs are amazing; each one is unique. If I go to Pendorf to talk to her face to face,

with you. He has some connections with her, and he’s done a favor for her grandmother. He should be able to make

obedient expression turned into one of disdain. “Oh, Abigail, we’ll meet soon,” she hissed

He furrowed his brow upon hearing it. “With so many designers out there, why must she