I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 422

Chapter 422 For You

Sean nodded. “If I didn’t toss in the bait, they wouldn’t have fallen for the trap.”

Abigail thought, Oh, so having the media come up with those stories was on purpose?

The moment she went silent, he knew he said something wrong. He quickly said, “I was really mad when I beat that guy up. You know I love you”

“I don’t,” Abigail commented coolly.

Sean shut up and started playing his game again. Abigail couldn’t understand him. Does he have that much time?

While Sean was playing, Abigail picked up her tablet and started designing again. A while later, he said, “If you work so hard, you’re going to ruin yourself at this rate.”

Abigail was already enthralled with work. She didn’t care what Sean was saying. Sean stopped playing and rested his chin on his hand, staring at her as she worked.

Eventually, someone opened the door. Kelly stood at the entryway. The moment Sean looked at her, she smiled. “Mr. Graham, you’re here too. I’m here to see if Abigail’s fine.”

Abigail put on a look of annoyance. She looked at Kelly and drawled, “I don’t remember being that close to you.”

Martha stuck her head into the doorway. Displeased, she said, “Why are you always ungrateful?”

Abigail wouldn’t entertain her. She exited her design app and put her tablet aside. “Sean, she’s here for you. Take her away. I need to rest.”

Sean looked at her in displeasure, and he stood up. “She’s fine. I’ve visited her, so let’s go home.”

Kelly said. “You should go home now that Abigail wants to rest. I’ll take care of her while she’s asleep.”

Sean looked at her coldly. “She’s not that close to you. You don’t have to stay here and be a nuisance.

Martha heard that, and she got mad. She was about to speak her mind, but Kelly held her back. “I just think it’s hard for you to take care of her yourself, so I came to see if I could help,” she explained quietly.

“Shes noi paralyzed or immobile. I don’t really need to take care of her, Sean stated coldly.

Martha couldn’t stand this anymore. She held Kelly’s hand. “You don’t have to do this. He can die of exhaustion, and it’s still none of your business. She didn’t want Kelly to keep trying to butter

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