I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 710

Upon returning home, Abigail was immediately enveloped in a sense of tranquility.

During her time at Luna's place, she couldn't help but feel like an outsider. The constant pressure weighed heavily on her, as if she were being crushed by a heavy stone.

She knew she shouldn't feel this way. After all, she owed Luna a great deal. However, she couldn't shake off the burden the moment she stepped into the rented house.

As she thought about it, she unconsciously let out a weary sigh.

"Let's invite Sean over for dinner tonight. He's been working hard," Lawrence suggested, holding a cup of coffee. After taking a sip, he frowned and continued, "Josh ran off to Saraville again, claiming he doesn't like the local girls. In my opinion, he's making this trip because of a certain someone."

"Oh, please. Don't start," Scarlett replied, annoyed at the thought of Josh choosing a daughter-in-law she didn't approve of.

Abigail didn't pay attention to their conversation. Instead, she found herself thinking about Sean.

Sean was definitely angry right now. She had gone through the messages she had sent him last night when she got home. Judging from the conversation, it was clear that he was vexed.

After breakfast, Abigail went straight to the office.

There, she reviewed all the work she had missed recently. Sean had organized everything very well. As she reflected on how he had helped her with these inter-departmental tasks, she realized he must have spent a lot of time on them.

Abigail was lost in her thoughts until Garrett appeared at her office door.

He knocked on the glass door, bringing her back to reality.

"Miss Quinn, you've finally returned. Is there anything you need from me?" Garrett asked as he entered.

Abigail looked up at him and asked in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "When does Sean usually arrive?"

"Under normal circumstances, he would have already been here by now. Unfortunately, he informed me last night that he would be on a month-long business trip. I suppose he should have left this morning." Garrett knew about their relationship. Yet, Sean didn't tell Abigail about his business trip. Instead, he went out of his way to inform Garrett. Something must have happened between them.

Abigail nodded upon receiving his response. Once she heard Garrett's words, she was certain that Sean was genuinely angry this time, which explained his behavior.

"Okay, I understand. You can go." Abigail waved her hand, dismissing him, picked up her phone, and planned to order a cup of coffee. It was the same kind that Sean always bought for her.

However, Garrett didn't leave. Instead, he approached Abigail with a file and glanced at her phone, inquiring, "Why didn't Mr. Graham tell you about his business trip? Did you two have a fight?"

"I swear, you and your gossip. Don't you have your own work to attend to?" Abigail glared at him.

"Although I'm your subordinate, I'm also concerned about you. Everyone is talking about your relationship. Frankly, the stability of the company's stock is partly influenced by your relationship status. If there's a rift between the two of you, it could negatively affect the company. Once that happens, I'll be under severe scrutiny." Garrett, who was the head of the company, genuinely worried about this.

"We make money by selling clothes, not by peddling my relationship with him, right?" Abigail snapped in frustration before promptly kicking Garrett out of the office.

Once the coffee she had ordered arrived, she took a sip.

As she looked at the message she had sent him, she pondered, Will he bother replying to my text?

In the end, she decided to take the plunge and call him, regardless of whether he had given her permission or not.

To her surprise, Sean actually answered the call.

"Cough!" She felt quite embarrassed.

His voice remained calm as he said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"Can't I call without a reason? Did you call me yesterday because you were going on a business trip today?" Her voice was filled with doubt.

"None of that matters right now. What do you want?" His tone remained cold.

Abigail scratched her cheek, clearly contemplating how to continue this awkward conversation. After a moment, she tentatively said, "The coffee you always buy for me... Well, I always miss it when I'm out of town. I ordered a cup when I returned. However, it doesn't taste as good as the one you usually get for me."

Sean didn't say anything. Nevertheless, he would have to be oblivious not to understand what she meant.

She felt that the drinks she bought were never as good as the ones he bought, which she missed terribly.

"Abigail... The issues between us can't be resolved with a simple apology," Sean said softly.

"Have you ever heard the song 'Radio Love Song?' I heard it last night during the taxi ride home. It's quite nice," Abigail said gently, well aware that an unspoken distance had once again formed between them.