I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36
“I should be the one asking you that!” Abigail instantly came to her senses.
She felt both embarra*sment and disdain as she tried to wrestle the man’s
hand away. “Why are you touching me in your sleep?”
She was more concerned about whether Sean had developed the habit of
holding another person in his sleep.
And that person was, of course, not her.
Sean was silent as he looked down at her. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”
Abigail was stunned for a moment, thinking that she hadn’t woken up from
her dream. She asked with a confused expression, “What do you mean, what I
wanted?”
Enunciating clearly, Sean said, “There are so many children’s things in the
house, and you even hung a picture in the bedroom. There are also clothes
for me in the wardrobe and men’s sl*ppers at the entrance. Don’t tell me that
they’re prepared for Kevin.”
She didn’t want the divorce at all.
She was just trying to be with him in another way.
Sean hated her little tricks in the past, but now, he felt as if he could tolerate
them.
If she wanted it, he would just satisfy her.
Abigail was stunned for a whole minute. She stared right into Sean’s eyes
with the darkness weaved between them, looking like he had heard the most
shocking news of the century. To Sean, however, her silence meant consent.
Hence, he lowered himself to complete the task he set out to do.
Bam!
When Sean registered what was going on, he was already lying on the floor.
He hit his back against the floor, and the pain seared through his b*dy as he
seethed through gritted teeth, “Abigail!”
Abigail scooted back into the bed, wrapping herself up tightly with the
blanket.”Grandma was the one who laid those things out. She wants me to
have a child, not you! We’re getting divorced soon, so how can I possibly
have a child with you? Just give up.” She pursed her l*ps and added, “You
either go home yourself or be good and sleep. If we wake Grandma up, I’ll get
Grandpa here to be the judge.”
Colby favored Abigail and respected her grandmother, so if Sean provoked
An alise, he would have it coming for him.
What was the worst that could happen? They could die together if need be.
With that, she didn’t care where Sean went as she wrapped herself in the
blanket and went to sleep.
In the end, early the next morning, Abigail opened her eyes drearily and
raised her head to see Sean’s tense jawline. She had just witnessed for
herself what it meant to eat her words. When had she rolled into Sean’s
arms?!
“I didn’t invite you into my arms.” Sean’s slightly mocking voice sounded
above her head.
Abigail hastily rolled to the side. When she saw the man’s expression that
said, ‘Didn’t you say that you don’t want children?’, she wanted to just die.
“Who told you to sleep on the bed?!” Even she herself knew that the reasoning
was a bit of a stretch.
I kicked him off the bed last night, right?
Sean turned around and got off the bed. He didn’t care that he was right in
front of Abigail as he took off his clothes, revealing the clearly defined
muscles on his back. He opened the wardrobe and found a shirt to change
into, then took off his pants.
Abigail covered her eyes and retorted, “Are you out of your mind?!”
Sean glanced at her, then said in a calm voice, “Buy a better-quality shirt
next time. I’ve never worn such an ugly one in my life.”
FAL
Abigail was furious.
She removed her hands from her eyes to see that he had changed into the
clothes she hung in the wardrobe. He instantly looked like an elite. She
blurted out, “That wasn’t bought for you.”
Sean scoffed. “Do you want to go out and tell Grandma what you just said to
me?”
Abigail instantly fell silent.
Fine, she had asked a favor of someone she should never mess with.
She would endure it for An alise’s sake.
In the morning, as soon as Abigail arrived at the studio, Luna scooted over
with a gossipy look on her face. “Looks like quite the battle.”
Abigail looked in the direction Luna was staring when she noticed a red mark
on the spot by her collar. A fingernail must have scratched that spot when
COVEAL
she pushed Sean off the bed last night.
Abigail didn’t cover it up as she graciously allowed Luna to look at it. “Don’t
tug at it or you’ll ruin my clothes. Nothing happened between us last night, so
stop making up scenarios in your brain!”
Luna’s jaw dropped. “So, you’re seriously living together and sharing the same
bed? Abigail, don’t tell me you’re falling for him again! Even though Sean
looked nice and all, he had an affair! You absolutely mustn’t tolerate that!”
“We’re just putting on a show for Grandma. I’m not that desperate.” Abigail
adjusted her collar.
“Go and start drawing. I will bring you out for some salad later and even pray
for you.” Seeing that Abigail still had her wits about her, Luna was rea*sured.
Abigail put down the documents. “By the way…”
She told Luna about the Top Designer program Kevin mentioned.
Luna’s eyes lit up. “Why didn’t you agree on the spot when you have such a
wonderful opportunity on your doorstep? It’s the same as declining free food!
Are you stu pid?”
Abigail thought for a moment. “I keep feeling like there’s something off about
this. Why would he tell me about it when he intends to invite you to the
show?”
Did he realize that she was Alana?
Luna arranged the documents as she said, “The show started getting
promoted three months ago, and there’s only one spot left. The netizens even
created a poll online, and you have the greatest number of supporters. It’s
only natural that Kevin asks us for a partnership. As for why he talked to you,
hm, maybe it’s because he’s more familiar with you. We caused a ruckus in
his office last time, after all, proving that if you wanted to talk to Alana, you’d
have to go through her a*sistant first. Moreover, we’re fighting with East Joy
Talent, so there’s no point in lying!”
Luna had a point.
Abigail perked up a little. “Then I’ll organize the materials tonight, and when
I’m done, I’ll send them straight to Kevin.”
In the afternoon, she dialed Kevin’s number.
It was extremely noisy on Kevin’s end, so after finally getting to a quiet place,
he asked, “Have you made up your mind?”
Abigail answered, “I’ve discussed it with Alana. We’re joining.”