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I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 373
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Sean curled his fingers tightly around the bottle of water and only spoke after a long pause. “I’m sure you can tell

that I like you. Why do you seem so indifferent toward me all the time?”

“I don’t think I have a reason to show any response to your unconvincing show of love,” Abigail replied. Perhaps he

thinks that being nice to me is his way of showing that he likes me. However, my guess is he only thinks that he likes

me because he’s resentful after being forced to get a divorce. Even though he didn’t decide to start a family out of

love, he still wanted to go on with the marriage at first. The strategies that he uses for his work didn’t help him in

his marriage, and he’s unhappy to find out that there’s a flaw in his skill set. That’s probably why he’s trying so hard

to save this now.

Sean hadn’t expected to be so flustered by Abigail’s response. He hadn’t expected her to utter such a thing at all.

“Our marriage was a failure, Sean. It failed so badly that I’d rather marry anyone than you. You’re wondering how I

remain indifferent toward your gestures of fondness, but why don’t you wonder about all the times I’ve

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compromised with your needs in the past three years?” Upon finishing her sentence, Abigail realized that a staff

member was watching them from afar.

Is this the correct brand of water?” Abigail asked hurriedly.

“Yeah,” Sean replied with a nod. Abigail took another three bottles of the same water before she headed off to pay

the bill. She didn’t bother to check whether he followed behind her. When she returned to the ward, she realized

that he wasn’t with her.

“Let’s go,” Analise said right after Abigail placed the water bottles down.

Abigail didn’t bother to question anything-she simply nodded before leaving with Analise. Sean’s words made

Abigail feel bad, but she didn’t reveal any of that in her expression.

Over the next few days, Abigail did her preparations for the program recording while also researching for the

information she needed. A few other people sent her private messages after that to provide her with more

evidence. After compiling all the messages, she sent them to a professional who could determine the validity of

these claims. On the day that she was supposed to head to the recording, she received news from the professional

she had hired.

“The first message is legitimate, but the rest are fake: Abigail held onto her phone as she fell deep into thought. I

didn’t announce anything about the shady things that have been going on, and I remained friendly with Runway

Capitalis for the rest of the time. In that case, were the people who sent me the later messages trying to trick me?

The message that didn’t provide any evidence turned out to be true, yet the ones who

gave evidence turned out to be false. Do they expect me to speak up for them with the use of their evidence? Is

Runway Capitalis the one who’s directing all of this? Well, regardless of who’s behind this, perhaps I should make

good use of all these.

After she got onto her flight, she forwarded the false messages to Eric. ‘Please send these out to people that you

trust. Do it at night. I want all of my screenshots with these people to be leaked.”

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‘Alright. Will it cause trouble for you?’ Eric replied.

‘No. I’ve already made the necessary arrangements. After texting Eric, Abigail sent another text to Ronaldo. ‘I need

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your help. You’re going to like this job, she texted. Ronaldo’s reply came with a tone of excitement. I haven’t heard

from you in so long, Ms. Quinn! What do you need help with? Do you want to have some seafood? I’ll get someone

to deliver it over by plane. I can send it over in two hours, and I can guarantee that all of it is fresh!

Abigail couldn’t help but guffaw after seeing Ronaldo’s words. ‘I don’t think I’ll have time for it. Once you’ve helped

me out, and once I’m done with all my matters, I’ll bring you out for a meal, Abigail replied.

‘Deal!”

After Abigail told Ronaldo the gist of things, she threw her phone aside before getting some peace and rest. Once

they arrived at Capitalis, Abigail checked into a hotel that had been pre-arranged. Eric got to her soon after that.

“You should stay here since you don’t want to stay in the hotel that was prepared by the production team. I come

here pretty often. What do you think of the environment?” Eric approached Abigail in a friendly manner when he

saw her.

“It’s pretty good,” she replied. The hotel was uniquely designed like a holiday resort. All the rooms were located on

the same floor, and the whole hotel took up a lot of land. There was a pool, a beach, and tons of greenery

surrounding them. It made the visitors feel like they were on a beach

vacation.