I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 384 Crippled Drawing Hand

During the meal, Abigail realized that Maisy had never once looked away from her.

Honestly speaking, it was making her feel embarrassed.

“Did you design the dress you’re wearing?” Maisy gently asked just as the meal was coming to a

close.

“Yes.” Abigail nodded.

Her dress was made of a very comfortable fabric in a neutral color and was covered in highly detailed and realistic embroidery. It was a variation of the classic princess line.

A flash of sorrow appeared on Maisy’s face. “I should have asked you to sell me the dress no matter what back then. Your designs are beautiful

Abigail did not know if that was just flattery, but she still smiled in response. “Thank you.”

“Let me escort you to the car, Grandmother,” Eric chimed in.

“Okay,” Maisy dotingly said.

It was clear he was afraid Maisy would upset Abigail. It seemed he would be a man who did everything his wife asked in the future.

The moment the two of them left, Abigail let out a loud sigh of relief.

As Eric escorted Maisy out of the hotel, she suddenly asked, “If you like her that much, why did you tell Josh you would be getting engaged to the Pearsons’ daughter?”

“The Pearsons have been targeting her because I like her. I don’t want to drag her down.” Eric could not tell Maisy about what happened with Kelly. After all, Kelly was the daughter the Pearsons searched high and low for. He was certain that Maisy would stand on the Pearsons’ side.

the Pearsons have the wrong girl?” Maisy wondered

Abigail, she knew Abigail was Scarlett’s daughter. There was no need for a paternity test to be

a pity as well. It would be nice if Abigail was Scarlett’s

In terms of

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shame. Why couldn’t it be

Eric’s mood soured when

parkour shows, right? The parkour track we have for you is rather challenging. So, please be

nodded with a

was parkour, she

the location, she realized

equipment was fully inflated obstacles in the past. Unfortunately, all of that

very soft and hard to

For your safety, we’ll even have you suspended on cables. We won’t make it that hard for you to lose your balance,”

race each other. The loser

stepped on the cylindrical bridge, she suddenly felt

was oil

that

as she fell. When everything stopped, her right arm

agony shot up her arm,

that something was wrong as he swiftly shouted, “Don’t

cylindrical bridge, too scared to

horror.

right hand was being

torn off!” Eric shouted

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there and watched for a few long

out of the water with her figure in his arms, everyone stared as a long ribbon-like red stripe trailed behind them