I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn Novel

Chapter 363 Hate That You’re So Unresponsive

Cameron was startled and shuddered abruptly, quickly withdrawing his

“I have nothing on my mind.”

With a cold expression, Sean averted his gaze and walked away.

gaze.

Kelly tagged behind, her anger boiling inside her upon hearing Eric’s words.

She was convinced that Abigail had spoken negatively about her to Eric, which was why he was treating her poorly.

I can’t believe that even after pulling Sean out of her life, she has Eric to protect her!

The two groups entered the hotel one after the other.

“We’ll make do here tonight, and we’ll all go to Capitalis together tomorrow.” When Abigail heard. that Eric was coming to Pendorf, she took the initiative to book rooms for him and his friends as a gracious host. Both of them had been invited to a show on Runway Capitalis, and traveling together the next day made sense.

“Okay!” Eric agreed.

Kelly and Sean quickly joined them.

With that, the four of them waited for the elevator together.

“Why don’t we have a meal first? It’s about lunchtime anyway,” Eric suddenly suggested to Abigail.

Originally, she was supposed to take him to the guest rooms she had booked, but he wanted to bother Sean.

“Sure, the restaurant on the second floor is quite good,” Abigail agreed readily.

When Sean heard that, his hands instinctively went into his pocket, and he gripped his phone. involuntarily.

What are Abigail and Eric planning to do together in Capitalis?

When they arrived at the restaurant, both groups of people had tables by the window, with only one table in between them.

When Cameron made an excuse to take a phone call, he reached out to a waiter and reserved the middle table that separated the two groups.

After Abigail took her seat, she informed Eric about the invitation from Runway Capitalis.

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“I don’t know why, but I have a bad feeling about Runway Capitalis,” Abigail uttered in a low voice.

The way the person in charge spoke on the phone that day reminded Abigail of the uneasiness. she felt whenever she thought about it.

Eric, who was busy ordering food with his head down, looked up at her when he heard that comment. “What do you mean?”

Abigail frowned. “I can’t quite put it into words, but after interacting with their person in charge, who I think is the show’s director, I feel like he’s not quite up to the task.”

Eric reassured her. “When the time comes, you’ll have me and Lewis watching over you. What are you worried about?”

Abigail looked at him. “I’ve heard that you’ve never been on these variety shows before. Perhaps if you reject them now, the show won’t go on anymore.”

“It’s a local show, though. I’ll just check it out.” Of course, he wouldn’t admit that he was doing it for her.

Sean was aware that Abigail had a lengthy conversation with Eric, and during that time, the two seemed to be discussing something secretly, leaning in close and whispering to each other until their heads nearly touched.

Losing his appetite, Sean placed his cutlery down and got up to leave.

“Mr. Graham…” Kelly called out to him softly.

“I’m going to the restroom,” Sean uttered while suppressing the boiling anger in his chest.

Throughout the meal, Abigail did not pay any attention to Sean’s table, and since she was almost finished with her food, she also planned to use the restroom before leaving.

As she reached the restroom, she saw Sean standing in the communal sink area, smoking a cigarette. There was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

When did Sean start smoking?

Within their three years of marriage, she had never once seen him smoking a cigarette or anything equivalent.

Caught off guard, he tried to throw the cigarette in the trash can but realized that it could start a fire, so he quickly extinguished the cigarette under the running tap.

Abigail passed by him as if she hadn’t noticed him.

Looking at the extinguished cigarette and the dirty ashes smudging his fingers, Sean let out a self- deprecating chuckle.

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What am I doing? She’s not even concerned about me.

Abigail hardly paid any attention to his subsequent actions.

When she exited the restroom and saw him smoking another cigarette, she didn’t think much of

Sean leaned against the sink and watched her.

When Abigail raised her eyes, he suddenly mentioned, “You should be glad that I didn’t demand your family take responsibility, right?”

Abigail looked at him and replied, “If you had, we would have taken responsibility. Don’t speak as if we enjoy avoiding it.”

Sean choked up at her words, and his mood became even more sullen. “What I was trying to say is that although I didn’t pursue the matter, you didn’t even say a word of thanks? Have I been so nice to your family that you can disregard the basic courtesy of gratitude?”

Abigail felt quite embarrassed by his words.

Sean seemed to imply that she was taking his leniency for granted.

Over the past few days, she had been so focused on finding the truth that she hadn’t properly thanked him for not pursuing the matter.

“I’m sorry. I will personally bring you gifts to express my gratitude along with Grandma,” she uttered, lowering her head with a tinge of guilt in her voice.

Sean had hoped this would make him feel better, but seeing Abigail apologize in such a manner only worsened his mood considerably.

“Where does your usual cleverness go whenever you try to go against me, Abigail? Are you acting like this because I started talking to you?!” He genuinely resented the way she could remain so. dense and unresponsive when he tried to initiate a friendly conversation with her.

Abigail glared at him with a cold and distant look as she questioned, “What more do you want?”

Sean detested the way she looked at him with that

gaze.

It was a look filled with indifference toward him, one that he couldn’t stand.

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