I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 290 Outstanding Men Get Married Early

“We can give it a go if you’re willing.”

Sean raised an eyebrow and said nothing upon hearing her words. It was as though he was genuinely considering

the possibility of this proposal. The others were looking at Jennifer with amusement in their eyes. She gradually

went from shy to feeling awkward as she fiddled with her fingers nervously.

Just as her legs were slightly shaking from the anxiety, he finally spoke up, “I’m sorry, but I still want to get back

together with my ex–wife. Thus, I’m not going to date anyone else.”

When she found out that he was married, she was left utterly flabbergasted. She was so embarrassed from being

rejected that she nodded hastily and quickly returned to her seat.

“Why didn’t you mention that he was married? I wouldn’t have said anything if I knew he had an ex–wife he deeply

loves!” Jennifer glared at Abigail.

Abigail gripped the wine glass tightly and said nothing.

“It seems that outstanding men do have the tendency to get married early,” Sarah mumbled, expressing a hint of

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regret.

Sean was exceptionally handsome in person. Even the media couldn’t capture his unique charisma in pictures.

“It seems like I’m not good enough,” Anthony instinctively added.

Sarah hastily backtracked and explained, “That’s not what I meant.”

Suddenly, Abigail said, “I’m done. I’m going back to rest. I didn’t sleep well last night. God, I hope I’ll sleep better

tonight.”

Luna got up and offered, “You look pale. I’ll drive you home.”

Anthony nodded. “Sounds good. It’s getting late, too. Let’s head back home.”

With that, the class reunion ended quietly.

After they bid their farewells, Abigail rested her head on Luna’s shoulder as they sat in the car.

“What do you think the professor wants from you?” Luna was curious.

“I don’t know. My brain is all fuzzy. I really don’t want to think about it right now,” Abigail replied. She felt even more

tired after having some alcohol.

Luna called a cab to send them home. When she recalled Jennifer’s words, she asked, “Do you

think Sean was talking about you when he mentioned that he had an ex–wife he deeply loved?”

“Don’t listen to him. He’s just trying to get back at me since he knew I was the one who told Jennifer to go to him,”

Abigail replied with zero hesitation. After all, she didn’t believe one word that came out of the man’s mouth. Love?

Does he even know what that is?

“That makes sense. He should have treated you better in the past if he genuinely loved you.” Luna pursed her lips.

Once Abigail made it home, she closed the door, sat on the shoe–changing stool, and stared blankly at her empty

home. She wanted to know where Analise had gone but couldn’t find a reason to call her. Plus, she was afraid that

Analise would be mad if she called her.

Finally, she removed her shoes, put on her slippers, and went to her room after sitting there for a while. Just as she

was about to take a shower, her phone rang. When she noticed that it was Sean calling, she thought he might be

calling to confront her. So, she didn’t bother answering.

Once the call ended, he immediately called again.

In the end, she got so annoyed that she answered the call and snapped angrily, “What is it? Are you here to settle

the score?”

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“Am I that petty?” Sean retorted.

You are the pettiest person I have ever met in my entire life, Abigail sighed in frustration. She forced herself to stay

sober and think of him as though he was just an acquaintance. Once she got her emotions under control, she

asked, “What do you want?”

“You don’t have to push me towards other women even if you don’t like me,” Sean said calmly.

“That’s a mistake on my part. I apologize.” Abigail calmly admitted her mistake.

Sean sighed and ended the call without saying anything else.

He didn’t like how Abigail had treated him as though he was just some stranger. Lately, when he woke up in the

middle of the night, he would recall her loving voice when she used to talk to him in bed. The farther he was from

such experiences, the more he yearned for them. Alas, the more he yearned for them, the worse his insomnia

became.

Abigail held her phone and stared into space before heading to the shower. She turned on the hot water, letting it

run over her figure. At that moment, her mind suddenly went blank.

Abigail fell to the ground with a thud. Her lower back had collided with the basin, causing a sharp pain to assail her

senses. Yet, she remained stiff as the continuous stream of water splashed against her body as she lay there,

utterly unmoving.

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