I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 286 Do You Believe Yourself?

Analise used to make some for Sean as well.

However, he would no longer have his share.

Instead of asking for permission to visit Abigail’s home for dinner, he offered, “I’ll send you back. You don’t need to

worry too much about Grandma’s matters. She has her own affairs, and interfering too much may make her feel

restricted.”

While Sean didn’t know why Analise had to go to Capitalis, he believed that she wasn’t foolish enough to go there

just because of Chad’s threats.

She must have had her own reasons for going.

“I know,” Abigail replied softly.

“Grandma is an adult. She has way more experience in this world than you do. It’s not wrong to be concerned, but

you also need to trust her,” Sean added.

Analise’s determination to take those routes daily in preparation for her task demonstrated her strong resolve.

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Sean believed that Abigail’s personality was largely inherited from her grandmother.

Once Abigail decided to do something, she would see it through, even if it took a lot of time and effort.

“Cameron, since you helped me deal with the trouble from Chad, I’ll share some pasta with you that my

grandmother made as a token of my appreciation. I know you’re not short on money, and my grandmother’s pasta

isn’t worth 300, but it’s still a token of my appreciation.” Abigail completely ignored Sean and continued to chat with

Cameron.

Cameron shot Sean a side–eye glance and agreed instantly. “Kind gestures are priceless, and besides, it wasn’t

right for me to use violence to hurt others. The fine was justified. We can’t always resort to violence to solve

problems.”

“Did you write a self–reflect essay? Why are you so obedient?” Abigail teased.

“I was severely punished. Initially, I was supposed to stay a few more days in the lock–up, but Mr. Graham

intervened and assured them I wouldn’t repeat my mistakes, so they released me,” Cameron explained, scratching

his head and looking embarrassed.

After saying that, he realized that he had revealed too much.

Abigail nodded, her expression turning serious. “Thank you.”

Sean threw Cameron an indifferent glance before following Abigail to the parking lot.

Once they arrived at Abigail’s home, Sean stayed in the car, watching Cameron and Abigail enter the apartment

building together.

Shortly after, Cameron returned to the car with some pasta. Then, he handed it to Sean. “These are meant for you,

Mr. Graham. Mrs. Graham just couldn’t bring herself to say it,” Cameron explained nervously.

Sean glanced at him, his tone aloof as he muttered, “Do you believe yourself when you say that?”

Cameron found himself at a loss for words.

“If it’s a token of gratitude meant for you, then keep it. Grandma makes good pasta,” Sean said before averting his

gaze.

“Well then, I’ll heat some for you at your place, and I’ll take the rest,” Cameron insisted, not wanting to enjoy

Abigail’s gift alone,

“In that case, go ahead and heat it up at my place, and we’ll eat together,” Sean replied coolly before closing his

eyes and resting against the car seat.

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Cameron drove slowly and was unable to resist asking, “Why didn’t you tell Mrs. Graham the truth?”

Sean remained silent for a long time before answering, “If Grandma doesn’t want her to know, then we should

respect her wishes. We’ll just keep a close watch.”

On the first day of her grandmother’s absence, Abigail had a restless night plagued by chaotic scenes in her

dreams. As a result, she felt mentally exhausted throughout the following day.

At 6.30PM, Abigail arrived at the address sent to her by Anthony.

To her surprise, the gathering took place at the same prestigious restaurant they had visited before.

As soon as she got out of her car, she saw Anthony waiting for her at the restaurant’s entrance.

He instantly walked down the stairs upon noticing her.

She also noticed that he was wearing a white suit today, which was reminiscent of the one Sean had worn before.

While Anthony looked stylish and handsome, Abigail thought Sean had a more commanding presence.

“You’re here. What’s wrong? You don’t look too good,” Anthony commented with concern as he approached Abigail.

He couldn’t help but notice her tired appearance.

Abigail had even taken a nap in the afternoon, but, as she found out from Luna, she still looked as drained as she

did earlier. It was as if someone had sucked the life out of her.

“I didn’t sleep well last night,” she replied while walking toward the restaurant.

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