Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 7

Abigail's eyebrows twitched when she heard Sean's slightly insulting remark. He is free to attend the meeting with Joan and accompany her to try on a wedding dress, but when it comes to finalizing our divorce settlement, he is annoyed by having to wait another 20 minutes! Damn! He needs to get things straight! It is I who decided not to humiliate him and Joan by voluntarily ending our marriage, not the other way around!

When she thought of this, she attempted to calm herself down by taking a deep breath. Suddenly, she heard a knock on the door from the other end of the phone. "Sean, you didn't go to the City Hall at all, did you?" Abigail instantly changed the topic.

"Do you honestly think everyone has the habit of going back on their words like you?" Sean scoffed coldly.

When Abigail heard what he said, she became certain that he wasn't at the City Hall. "Okay then. Take a picture of the City Hall front entrance and send it to me—"

Sean immediately hung up the phone before she could finish her sentence.

So, she tossed her phone aside as she cursed in a low voice, "Ugh! Sc*mbag!"

As for Luna, who was tidying up the clothes she had changed halfway, she joined in and rudely ragged at Sean as well. "What sort of undignified thing did he do again?"

A still fuming Abigail replied waspishly, "God knows! I admit that it's my fault that I'm running late, so I have patiently asked him to wait a while. It turns out that he, too, didn't go to the City Hall. Yet, he has the audacity to lose his temper!" Hah! He thinks he has the right to do whatever he wants while I don't, eh?!

As soon as Abigail said that, Luna received a message on her phone. She picked it up and took a look at the message before rolling her eyes with contempt. Afterward, she handed her phone to Abigail, asking her to read it too. "Sean is paying a lot of money to reserve an appointment with you the day after tomorrow."

Well, to be precise, Sean wanted to meet Alana. Well, well. For someone who couldn't wait another 20 minutes for me, this b*stard sure has plenty of time to make an appointment to meet Alana.

Such thoughts made Abigail nearly crush the phone. Her gaze turned chilly as she said, "I'm busy with widowhood!"

At present, she only had one thought in her mind, which was divorce. I need to immediately finalize our divorce!

Perhaps she was numb at this point, for she no longer felt as heartache as before when she heard Luna's words. She merely twitched the corner of her lips in disdain. Of course, he spends heavily on this. After all, not only is he getting Joan in, but he is also looking for dresses designed by Alana to aid her.

Meanwhile, Abigail remained expressionless. "If you have an idea to make Sean go bankrupt, I don't mind joining in." It takes two to tango. Joan won't stand a chance to interfere with our marriage if Sean hasn't decided to cheat on me. Ultimately, Sean was the one who failed to stay loyal to our marriage. Besides, why should I downgrade myself by quarreling with a mistress who doesn't even know who I am?