I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 577 Look After Our Home

Abigail gave Sean a cold look. “That’s like the pot calling the kettle black. Neither of you wins.”

Sean nodded. “You’re right, but I’ve changed my ways.”

“Let’s go. Ignore that brat.” Abigail felt annoyed just at the mention of Cameron. She couldn’t help but

grumble, “That brat had an amazing woman who was willing to love him, yet he refused to accept her.

Any other man would be thrilled to be in such a situation.”

The two of them entered the restaurant. While Abigail placed their order, Sean messaged

Cameron.

‘You should really think this through. Abigail and Analise want you to have someone by your side in the

future. That’s why they said all that. Don’t abandon Isla just because of what her parents

said.’

‘It’s not easy to find someone who truly loves you.’

At least, in Sean’s eyes, Cameron’s relationship with Isla had a great start. Isla didn’t hate or dislike

him, so what was Cameron unsatisfied with?

Cameron quickly replied.

‘I know. I’ll think about it.’

Cameron felt conflicted. Unlike Sean, who was happily married and deeply in love with Abigail,

Cameron had never experienced romantic dreams. If he could muster the same intense love and

passion for Isla, he might put in the effort to make things work. However, the challenge lay in the fact

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that he only held a mild liking for her. He found it difficult to completely change his life for someone he

only somewhat cared about.

When Sean finished messaging Cameron, Abigail had finished ordering. She handed him the menu.

“What do you

want?”

“How much food did you order?” he asked, taking the menu.

“Three dishes,” she answered.

Sean flipped through the menu. “Let’s just order some drinks. It’s only the two of us. We can’t eat that

much anyway.”

“How do you know that?” Abigail asked, resting her arm on the table.

“I went with you on the trip to the village. Back then, I noticed that you don’t eat a lot.” As he recalled

that time, he subconsciously softened his gaze. “Every time I cooked three dishes, you could never

finish the food. You always had a lot of leftovers that I had to eat for you.”

Embarrassed, she hadn’t realized how attentive he had been.

“Okay.” Abigail gave up on the menu.

As long as they could finish everything, it was fine.

Sean then ordered a passionfruit drink.

While they ate, Abigail told him about her upcoming out-of-state meeting.

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There were many trade shows and meetings in the fashion industry. Fairy Meadow and L.Moon were

both invited this time. In order to attract more customers for Fairy Meadow, she had no choice but to

make the trip. The trade show would be open to vendors worldwide. If Fairy Meadow could gain a few

international clients, it would be a testament to the brand’s quality.

“Should I come with you?” Sean asked.

Abigail glanced at him. “You don’t know anything. Are you going just to look good?”

“I don’t want you to attend that kind of event with another man. Is that not okay?” he asked bluntly.

She hummed in response.

“Can I come?” he persisted.

“No way. You have to look after our home. Why do you want to come along?” Abigail adamantly replied.

Sean grinned when he heard her say the word “home” and asked, “Which home? What home?”

Without hesitation, she replied, “Where else? If you’re fishing for an answer, forget it.”

He couldn’t help but sigh. “Alright. You’ll be busy with work while I look after our home.”

Her main concern was actually Analise. If they both went, Analise would be alone in Capitalis. Abigail

would worry less if Sean stayed in Capitalis as well.

After they finished their meal, they sat and chatted lazily.

“This is what dating feels like,” he blurted out, observing the whispering couples at the surrounding

tables.

“Are we dating?” Abigail calmly asked.

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Sean chuckled softly. “Aren’t we?” He hadn’t known she liked to hide her sweet personality behind a

proud facade.

She didn’t reply and turned her gaze elsewhere, lost in thought.

Sean followed Abigail’s gaze and saw Josh and Luna kissing. He cleared his throat and looked away.

“What a coincidence.”

Feeling somewhat awkward, Abigail softly asked, “Should we leave?”

“Let’s go,” he said, standing up.

She grabbed her jacket.

As they left the restaurant, he couldn’t help but comment, “Josh always seems so proper. I never

thought he would kiss Luna in public.”

Thankfully, it was just a brief kiss.

“Maybe he’s good at hiding his flirting,” she said.

They walked along the road in silence. At one point, Sean delicately reached for Abigail’s hand. She

withdrew hers. However, shortly after, he grasped her hand again. This time, his hold was firmer and

more secure, as if he feared she might pull away once more.

“What are you doing?” She shot him an angry look.

“I want to hold your hand,” he gently replied.

Their wedding had been rushed, and there was a lack of affection between them. Apart from their

intimate moments, they were essentially strangers. Sean was eager to make up for the lost time.

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Touched by his gesture, Abigail pursed her lips and kept her gaze fixed ahead. She didn’t pull away

again.

“As long as you’re happy, we can take it slow. I’m fine with just dating for a year or two,” Sean said as

they walked.

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