I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 831

Xavien stormed into Abigail's room, sensing trouble in the air as the room was as silent as a graveyard.

"Ms. Quinn!" he called, adrenaline coursing through him.

He rushed into the bathroom, which hinted at an ominous departure. That being said, it was obvious that someone had been in the midst of the bath because of the barely noticeable steam from the filled bathtub.

Then, he ransacked the curtains for Abigail, but to no avail.

As he departed, he gave Sean a ring, his voice trembling with urgency.

"Someone attacked the hotel, but Ms. Quinn settled the thugs. She vanished when I was with the state police!"

Sean snapped. "Why leave her alone?"

Xavien shuddered. "She's more capable than me. I thought the room was secure, so I left her in the bathroom to clean herself up since there were blood stains before the state police came. Never expected that someone would barge in while we were caught unaware."

"You're wrong. It's not someone, but Simond!" Sean interjected swiftly, "Seal the exits!"

With that, he ended the call.

Even though the exits were blocked, it would not do the trick. They were highly aware of that because they weren't in Eswadia.

Simond had a gun, which meant he could make use of it to kidnap Abigail and flee New Yoke.

No matter how they strategized, they hadn't foreseen that Simond would exploit the chaos.

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Abigail woke up and realized that her body was devoid of strength.

The vehicle was jolting so violently that she felt like she was falling apart.

She was inside a container.

The container was pitch dark, and judging by the intensity of the bumps, they were likely no longer downtown.

She didn't even have the energy to resist, let alone escape.

As she closed her eyes once more, Abigail pondered slowly about Simond, who harbored animosity. Should they catch him instead of me if he's the one having a classified identity? Why did things go haywire?

Abigail couldn't think much about it. She was dizzy and soon drifted back to sleep.

By the time she regained consciousness, she found herself awake. Her body was weak, which meant that she could barely move.

Simond had a dagger in his hand. Now that he was aware she was wide awake, he grinned with malice. "Awake?"