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I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 66
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Chapter 66 Unaware of Being the Homewrecker

How could Abigail have done such a thing? It seemed like Sean didn’t ask her to kiss him but rather to

confess whether she had feelings for him. How could this have happened…

She lowered her head and ran her fingers through her hair. From now on, she decided that whenever

she saw him, she would hide in a corner and keep her distance until he forgot about what

she did yesterday.

After the host finished the announcement, Abigail excused herself for fresh air. Then, she left the hotel

and left Luna behind. She needed the cool breeze to calm her racing heart and relieve her body

temperature. She also slapped her face to regain her usual aloof demeanor before returning

to the hotel.

She convinced herself that what happened yesterday meant nothing. Perhaps she could just admit that

she was just drunk. After all, she would divorce Sean and wouldn’t entertain any foolish

thoughts.

When she exited the elevator, she unexpectedly saw him waiting for her outside her room. He

stood by her room door, appearing to be waiting specifically for her.

Abigail quickly took a few steps back, and her breathing quickened. She wondered why he was looking

for her right now. She didn’t understand, but she didn’t feel like meeting Sean. So, she

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turned and headed for the elevator.

At that moment, Sean sensed someone watching him from the hallway’s corner. When he turned

his head, all he saw was a fluttering coat.

Meanwhile, Abigail entered the elevator. Just as the elevator doors were about to close completely,

she saw his reflection on the shiny floor tiles. She didn’t have time to panic before the doors closed.

Then, she pressed a random floor button. After exiting the elevator, she walked quickly, biting her lip as

her cheeks turned red.

At that moment, she heard Joan’s voice from up ahead. “Miss Quinn, what a coincidence to meet you

here.

Abigail’s chaotic thoughts instantly stopped when she heard Joan’s voice. She raised her gaze to look

at Joan while maintaining her usual professional demeanor. She said calmly, “Miss Palmer, what a

surprise.”

Joan approached Abigail. Before Abigail could react, Joan raised her hand and slapped her.

Abigail grabbed Joan’s wrist, her expression turning icy. “Miss Palmer, why resort to violence when

we can talk it out?”

There were no cameras around, so Joan dropped the pretense. She struggled to break free from

Abigail’s grip and scolded angrily, “What’s there to say to a homewrecker like you?”

Abigail laughed and asked, “Who are you referring to?”

Provoked by Abigail’s attitude, Joan reached out with her other hand to grab Abigail’s hair.

Abigail quickly dodged the attack before pushing Joan away.

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Joan hit the wall and winced in pain. Then, she became even more furious. “Don’t think bully me just

because you’ve hooked up with Sean! Let me tell you… if I report you to him, you and

Alana will be out of here!”

“I’ve already said that if there’s no evidence on the design drafts, you should publicly apologize to

Alana. Do you have your apology ready?” Abigail looked at Joan with a calm expression.

Joan hesitated momentarily. She was taken aback by the condescending look in Abigail’s eyes. She

thought, She’s just a mere assistant… How dare she give me this look?!

“Little homewrecker, you’re shameless! You knew about my relationship with Sean. Yet, you pretended

to be drunk and bought internet trolls to promote your relationship with him. You’re disgusting!” Joan

had no intention of apologizing. She just wanted to tear Abigail apart.

Abigail approached her while looking at her with a contemptuous gaze. “Who’s the real homewrecker

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here? Do you think I don’t know? You can deceive the public, but don’t deceive yourself.”

Joan stared at Abigail. Her throat bobbed up and down as she struggled to respond. “What are you

talking about?”

“Miss Palmer, it’s not wise to provoke Alana. Consider it an honor to wear the clothes designed by her.

If you keep provoking and spreading negative rumors about her, you should consider how you’ll

apologize down the road. Watch your words and actions, as Alana might even pursue legal action if

upset!”

“I’m asking you, what did you mean by your words just now?” Joan demanded angrily. She had never

regarded Abigail highly.

However, it just so happened that this overlooked nobody walked right in and spent five minutes alone

with Sean yesterday.

Abigail stepped forward, her gaze filled with contempt as she looked at Joan. “Sean is married. You

should know that. Aren’t you worried the public will view you as a homewrecker if you continue

publicizing your relationship with him on the Internet?”

Joan pushed Abigail away and shouted, “What nonsense are you talking about?”

“I’m just giving you a friendly heads–up. You’re now in the entertainment industry. Soon, you’ll be

dealing with more than just ordinary people. If you start rumors with a married man, it can lead to

your downfall. Just think about it.” Abigail walked away after finishing her sentence.