I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 225

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Chapter 225 The Two Sides of Abigail

After spending time with Abigail, Lynette got to know her better. She was the type of person who kept

her troubles to herself and never shared them with anyone. This often made her seem distant and cool.

In fact, she had a personality quite similar to Josh’s.

In the blink of an eye, it was already May, and Abigail was still staying in the homestay. She had

recently cut off all communication with the outside world, including Sean.

Meanwhile, Analise had been discharged from the hospital and was recovering at home.

One morning, as Abigail came downstairs, planning to take a walk along the country roads, she spotted

a car parked in the homestay’s yard. A man was casually tossing car keys beside it. While she stood

there in confusion, he looked up at her.

“Good morning, Ms. Quinn. Are you also on vacation here?” Sean greeted Abigail with a relaxed and

cheerful tone.

Her face visibly darkened. “Are you spying on me?”

“Not really. I’ve invested here and came to check things out,” Sean explained, though he had indeed

done some investigation. However, he found that he had conveniently invested in the local tourism

industry in February this year. So, he came with a legitimate reason for work.

“Do you think I’ll believe that?” Abigail responded with a frosty tone.

Cameron, who was helping Sean with the luggage, quickly added, “It’s true. We invested in this project

in February, but because there were a few holdouts causing trouble last month, no one from the

company wanted to come. So, Mr. Graham had to come himself to assess the situation.”

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“The more perfect the excuse, the more it seems premeditated,” Abigail replied with a cold smile,

directing her words at Cameron, who then stood there like a wronged puppy in front of the car’s trunk.

When she saw him like this, she suddenly calmed down.

“Forget it,” she said, intending to ignore them and walk away.

Sean quickly caught up with her.

Abigail noticed he was well–prepared, as he was dressed in gray and white casual sportswear with

sneakers. In contrast, Abigail wore a halter dress of her own design layered with a tight–fitted cardigan,

and her long hair was pinned with a wooden hairpin. It was a beautiful vintage look.

Sean took a moment to admire her and said, “You look great in that outfit. Are you heading out for a

morning walk? Have you had breakfast?”

“If I had known that you invested here, I wouldn’t have chosen this place,” Abigail retorted coldly.

Still, Sean was not offended. He walked alongside her and commented, “The scenery here is beautiful,

and the air is refreshing. You won’t regret being here.”

Abigail remained silent and continued strolling along the village path leisurely.

On their path, they encountered an old lady whose eyes lit up when she saw Sean. “Is this Abby’s

husband? He’s so handsome!”

Abigail felt a bit helpless. Gossip knew no age, after all.

“No, we’re just acquaintances,” she hurriedly answered, afraid Sean would say something careless.

“Even so, you

so, you should get to know him better. Such a handsome young man should not be taken for granted,”

the old lady joked with a hearty laugh.

“We used to be a couple, but we broke up,” Sean suddenly said, shocking everyone.

Abigail shot him a sharp look. “Can you please keep your mouth shut?”

He innocently turned to the old lady and said, “In her eyes, no matter how handsome you are, it’s not

worth showing off. Could you teach me how to win over Abby?”

Abigail felt like kicking him. Why had she not noticed how talkative he could be before?

“There’s a saying that a good girl is afraid of persistent suitors. With a handsome young man like you,

you’ll definitely win her back,” the old lady advised before slowly walking away with her basket of

vegetables.

Once she was out of sight, Abigail rolled her eyes and looked at Sean. “Can you please stop making

things up?”

“I’m not making things up. I’m serious,” Sean replied with a sincere expression.

Abigail chuckled coldly but did not respond.

“You seem pretty familiar with them. Do you think they are easy to get along with?” Sean shifted the

conversation, putting aside his teasing.

“Why?” Abigail raised an eyebrow.

“Remember the few stubborn holdouts I told you about? I’m just asking you about what they’re like.

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Sean’s tone was serious.

Abigail wondered. So, he really is here for work, huh?

“I don’t know. I usually just come out for a morning walk and occasionally help the elderly people

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here move things. I really don’t know much about the locals here,” Abigail replied.

Upon hearing this, Sean sighed slightly. “This project has been delayed for quite some time. If it

continues to be delayed, we might lose out if the policies change. Do you know how much we will lose

if we can’t complete it?”

“That’s none of my damn business.” She doused his enthusiasm with a cold response.

“I never realized you had such a fiery temper and were so hard to talk to.” Sean looked at Abigail

curiously as if she were an intriguing discovery.

While she occasionally used strong language, she was rather gentle most of the time.

“Never realized it? Well, maybe it’s time for some self–reflection on your part. Why didn’t you notice it

earlier?” Abigail retorted, her face growing cold.

She thought she had always been this way, but he had never really paid attention to her true

personality.

Sean chuckled softly. “You’re right. I should reflect on why I didn’t realize that the woman who’s been

sleeping beside me for three years.has two sides I didn’t know-”

“If you bring up the past again, get out of my sight,” Abigail interrupted Sean, growing impatient.

Some memories of the past were better left in the

past.

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