I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 485 Keep Your Distance

A slight smile tugged at the corner of Sean’s lips, and his eyes

softened.

Abigail suddenly realized they were getting too close and quickly pulled away, returning to her original

position.

“If my child had super-male-”

“Can you shut up?” Abigail was quite angry. Such genetic conditions were painful for both parents. and

children. How could he talk about it so casually?

Sean’s lips curled slightly at her reprimand, and he looked at Abigail for a while before saying, “Rest

assured. I won’t have children if you don’t get married.”

“Just drop me off at the company entrance,” Abigail huffed, ignoring his words.

“Alright.” Sean nodded but could still feel the sensation from the moment she covered his mouth. It had

been a long time since they had such intimate contact.

When they arrived at L.Moon, Sean couldn’t help but hold Abigail’s hand just as she was leaving. Her

hand was soft and warm, and it felt comfortable to hold.

“What are you doing?!” Abigail unconsciously tried to struggle against his grasp.

Alas, Sean merely held her hand tightly and asked, “Why are you resisting me so much? I’m starting to

doubt if you ever really liked me.”

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Abigail took a deep breath. “I’ve told you many times; what we have is in the past. Since you’re about

to get engaged to Kelly, you should keep your distance.”

Sean’s eyes turned dark as he stared at her for a long while before saying, “That might not be the case.

Do you think I, Sean Graham,

think I, Sean Graham, is someone who easily compromises?”

Abigail instinctively turned to look at him.

“I was afraid when I found out you were in danger. Wild guesses filled my mind while I was on the way.

I felt extremely anxious throughout the entire journey. Abigail, tell me. Does that count as loving you?”

His words were straightforward.

Abigail felt like something had stung her heart. A strange feeling instantly filled her heart, making her

feel a little floaty, and her heart started beating uncontrollably. Eventually, she became so flustered that

she’snatched her hand away from Sean’s grasp and said with a stern face, “How would I know? How

would I know what you’re thinking?!”

Once she finished, she opened the door and jumped out of the car, leaving without turning

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back.

Abigail could still feel her heart racing even though she had returned to her office. So, she took a deep

breath and drank several sips of water. Her cheeks were bright red, making her look like a ripe apple.

Abigail felt that her current actions would only bring trouble for herself after she had calmed down.

Sean was about to get engaged to Kelly, but she was flustered because of his belated. confession.

After several days of investigation, Howard received some information and invited Abigail into his office

once the morning meeting ended. Then, he gave her a carton of milk.

“Why did you give me this?” Although Abigail asked that question, she still took the drink.

“Huh? Doesn’t Mr. Hopkins always prepare milk for you? Since he’s in the hospital, I thought no one

would prepare this for you. So, I bought you a carton of milk from a trusted brand,” Howard explained.

Abigail lowered her gaze to the carton and couldn’t help but wonder why Cameron would. always give

her milk. It seemed like he would prepare it for her every morning and night. She had rejected him

several times but to no avail, so she just accepted it. It didn’t taste that bad, anyway.

“Mr. O’Neils helped you ask around. It turns out that Giada’s child, Emerson Hodge, did chat with a

stranger for a long time when he went out to play last weekend. Then, he began buying tools for the

crime around Tuesday. Interestingly, the police found that when Emerson and his mother were in

interrogation, both of them seemed to be lying.” Howard sat in his seat while informing Abigail about

the news.

Abigail narrowed her eyes. “They were lying?”

“Yes, the police are guessing that Emerson is the mastermind behind this murder attempt while Giada

is the accomplice.” When Howard got to that, he couldn’t help but sigh. “He’s just a twelve-year-old boy,

yet he managed to persuade his mother to attempt murder with him. Also, he insists that Giada

planned all this. Who would have guessed such a young boy could lie to the police without feeling

nervous.”

“Did Giada also say she planned everything?” Abigail asked.

“Yes, but the polygraph expert said that she lied to protect Emerson. According to the surveillance

video, she also showed signs of being caught off guard when Emerson took out the hammer. That

means she didn’t know Emerson was planning to attack you,” Howard explained.

Abigail couldn’t help but inquire, “The police say the child has super-male syndrome. Do you know

anything about that condition?”

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Howard shook his head. “I’ve never heard of it before today.”

“You’re right. We know little about such genetic conditions, yet someone found out about it and used

that to target us.” Abigail’s voice turned cold.

Howard licked his lips as he shot her a tentative look. “We might be unable to find anything if Mr.

O’Neils helps you again. The relationships between Capitalis’ prestigious families are intricate. Unless

you become a person of considerable power and influence in this circle, many things can only be

chalked up to bad luck.”

Is he implying that this case ends here?

It seemed that Howard had an inkling where her mind had gone, so he spoke up, “What you’re thinking

is correct. Even if the child is someone else’s pawn, we need to have concrete proof before

proceeding. Otherwise, they will just rule him as mentally unstable.”