I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 298 Good Intentions Rejected Once Again

Abigail couldn’t help but glance at herself after his actions. When she realized what was going on, she turned

around, somewhat embarrassed. “It’s not that painful. I won’t really feel anything as long as I don’t bend my back

doing anything strenuous.”

“Should we do this here or in the bedroom?” Sean looked at her calmly as his tone left no room for refusal.

“I’ll have Luna help me. You should go home. I appreciate what you did in Capitalis, and my grandmother does, too.

However, it’s not suitable for you to apply the ointment for me.”

Sean looked at her and asked calmly. “Are you worried that I’ll do something to you?”

“You know very well that it’s not what I meant,” she answered placidly.

Sean’s eyes were like a deep abyss that could captivate one’s soul. “I won’t do anything to you. I’ll rest once I’m

done.”

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Abigail averted her gaze. “Just go home. You’ve had a busy day, and you’re definitely tired. Besides, I still have my

grandmother.”

After she finished speaking, she walked toward her room.

Sean stood up and intoned deeply. “Very well. You can seek help on your own. Your body is your own. So, it won’t

make a difference no matter how worried others might be if you don’t take care of it yourself.”

He was willing to compromise, but he wasn’t about to allow Abigail to think he was using the incident involving

Analise’s rescue to pressure her into submission.

“Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Graham,” Abigail said sincerely.

After he left, she sat on the couch for a while before heading to her bedroom.

Sean didn’t immediately leave once he sat in his car. Instead, he lit a cigarette.

Abigail was truly not about to give him any opportunity to get closer.

After he finished his cigarette, he was about to leave when Colby called.

Colby usually went to bed early. So, a call this late was quite surprising to Sean.

“Grandpa, what’s wrong?” Sean answered the call and inquired softly.

“I saw the news. Did she go to Capitalis? Is she okay? The news was quite alarming, and I couldn’t sleep properly,

Colby blurted question after question in his concern.

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Sean smiled and reassured him. “She’s fine. I had my people step in, and neither she nor her grandmother were

harmed.”

“That’s good… That’s good. Why did she go to Capitalis? Oh, by the way, your grandmother has been getting close

to Joan these past few days. She even invited her to our house. Aren’t you going to do anything about this?” Colby

felt a strong aversion to Joan.

“I can’t do anything, Sean replied indifferently.

Colby sighed heavily, then continued, “Joan is someone you got involved with, and now she’s clinging to you like

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gum. You’re just going to ignore it and let her cause trouble for me?!”

“I don’t mind you coming to stay with me if you feel they find her annoying” Sean maintained his cold tone.

“Sean, it’s not that I want to nag or interfere. However, your divorce and the estrangement between you, Abigail,

and her grandmother are all because of Joan. Do you really intend to just let the woman do whatever she wants?”

Colby’s tone held a hint of confusion.

“I’d like to do something, but will Grandma let me? Joan played a key role in rescuing her from suffering when she

was kidnapped by Joan’s brother. Now, she treats Joan like her own. So, she’ll get upset the moment I even try to do

something against Joan,” Sean replied nonchalantly.

Colby exhaled a sigh filled with frustration, and then he grumbled, “Joan’s brother broke the law. Can she be

considered a good person? What she did was for her own benefit! Does she really think that everyone likes her?”

Colby hung up the phone after complaining.

Sean sat in his car and tossed his phone aside. His eyes were concealing a hidden storm.

He sat quietly for a while before finally taking a last look at Abigail’s home.

The living room lights were switched off, leaving only the light in her bedroom still on.

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