I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 460 I Would Like to Make It My Business

After hanging up the phone, Ronaldo reminded Sean with annoyance. “Hurry up. She’s

waiting for the

clothes!”

Sean had no choice but to hand the beige dress to the salesperson and said, “Take this

one too.”

Once they finished shopping, Ronaldo couldn’t help but criticize him. “Your taste is so

basic. Ms. Quinn is a designer, yet you bought such plain clothes for her.”

“Why didn’t you say anything in the store back then?” Sean glanced at him.

Ronaldo snorted and replied, “Would it make a difference if I did? You denied everything

that I picked. Just admit it. You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

Sean ignored him and stuffed the shopping bag into his arms. “Deliver these to her, and

your car is temporarily safe”

“What do you mean temporarily? How cruel of you!” Ronaldo fumed as he stomped his

feet.

Meanwhile, Sean paid no attention to Ronaldo’s complaints and got into the Volkswagen.

Ronaldo cursed inwardly but eventually got into the car and delivered the clothes to

Abigail.

When Abigail took out the clothes, she felt disappointed with the style. What kind of

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outdated designs there are… Butterfly sleeves, elastic waist with pleats, and a V-neck…

she thought. Presently, many women’s clothing brands favored such styles, which were

quite conventional.

After trying on the outfit, she opened the door.

Ronaldo examined her from head to toe and commented, “It doesn’t look nice on you.”

“It’s fine. After all, we don’t interact that often. As long as it fits, that’s fine,” Abigail

replied. As a professional designer, she had specific requirements for clothing styles, but

these expectations were primarily due to her profession. She had no objections to

Ronaldo’s taste in selecting clothes.

“Yeah, that’s right. These store-bought clothes can’t compare to the ones you design.”

Ronaldo quickly agreed. If it weren’t for his beloved car, he wouldn’t have taken the

blame.

“While the fabric is average, the lining is made of real silk, which is quite nice,” Abigail

added.

Looks like Sean did put some thought into this, after all, Ronaldo thought. After all,

although the style didn’t look nice, it was comfortable to wear.

“Il rest until noon for now. If you’re busy, you can come see me later, or I can visit you in

the afternoon.” Abigail said softly as she sat on the couch.

Im not busy at all. It hasn’t been long since the new year season has pa*sed. Everything is

pretty relaxed here. Why don’t you rest, and fli come round 3.00PM Ronaldo suggested as

he waved his fan.

“Sounds good. You can see me before lunch if you are not busy Abigail leaned against the

couch and

drted her hair.

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Ronaldo hummed in response before quickly leaving her room.

Soon, Abigail took a nap. After some time, she was awakened by a call from Ronaldo.

Then, she tied her hair into a ponytail and headed out.

Ronaldo was waiting at the doorstep. When he noticed that she had just woken up, he felt

somewhat embarra*sed. “Did I disturb your sleep?”

“Not at all. It’s about time for lunch, anyway,” Abigail replied casually.

As the duo left the hotel, Ronaldo said, “I’ll take you to a restaurant on a cruise ship. The

food is delicious, and the scenery is fantastic. You’ve been busy with work for so long; it’s

time to relax and enjoy the views.” Of course, this restaurant was a recommendation from

Sean. Ronaldo dared not defy Sean since his precious car’s fate was in that man’s hands.

“You’re right. Having a business chat with you at a seafront restaurant is quite pleasant,”

Abigail replied with a smile.

Hearing her words, Ronaldo sighed and said, “If that’s the case, what’s the difference

between having a vacation and working?”

“At least you can’t work in a restaurant, especially not on a cruise ship,” Abigail

responded.

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Ronaldo was left speechless.

The two of them chatted along the way, from taking the car to the ship and finally arriving

at the seafront restaurant. The ordinary dress that Abigail wore looked different when the

sea breeze blew through it. Ronaldo took a couple of photos and sent them to Abigail. She

looked at the pictures and complimented i him. “Not bad. You’re good at taking photos.”

“This dress looks great when the wind blows,” Ronaldo said with a smile.

Abigail turned around. However, she suddenly noticed Sean, who was wearing colorful

beach shorts, shirt, and a stylish straw hat. He looked bright and cheerful.

At that moment, her smile faded.

Sean approached her with a pair of fl*p-flops and said, “What a coincidence. Are you here

to have lunch too?”

Instead of answering Sean, Abigail turned to look at Ronaldo,

Ronaldo seemed somewhat nervous as he looked at Sean. “What are you doing here? Oh!

Are you following Ms. Quinn?”

What bad acting skills! Abigail couldn’t help but grumble to herself. She walked over to a

nearby beach chair and lay down. “Can we dine outside? I’d like to enjoy the sea view

while eating.”

“Of course!” Ronaldo promptly agreed.

Sean approached Abigail and gazed out at the vast sea. You refused my help, yet you are

here with Ronaldo, huh? When did you become so close to him? The asked.

“It’s none of your business, Abigail rerurted with a cold expression.

Sean lowered his gaze and pinched her check “Well, I would like to make it my batness”

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