I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 141 Putting Joan in the Film Crew

He raised an eyebrow. “Are you jealous again?”

“Stop daydreaming,” she replied, practically rolling her eyes, her expression cold.

He looked at her, saying, “It must’ve been tough on you to pretend to be a good wife for the past

three years.”

His words made Abigail feel embarrassed. Indeed, she had acted gentle and virtuous back then in

order to make him fall in love with her.

Seeing her reaction, Sean knew that he had hit the mark. Her original personality wasn’t what it

used to be; now, this was her true self.

The waitress soon arrived, upon which Abigail handed the menu to her.

After the waitress left, Abigail fell silent. She started watching videos on her phone, deliberately

playing them with the volume on.

Understanding that she didn’t want to communicate with him, Sean also took out his phone and

began reading the messages Kevin had sent him. Kevin had sent him countless messages in

succession today, but he didn’t like checking his WhatsApp when he didn’t have to.

After opening Kevin’s messages, he noticed that the man had sent him a link to a post on

Instagram. He tapped on the link, discovering that someone had photographed him and Abigail

entering a hotel. There weren’t many comments, but the post still made it to the list of trending topics…

Obviously, someone was doing this on purpose.

‘Did

you get us trending on Instagram?’ he texted to ask Kevin.

Kevin didn’t reply to his message, for he was probably busy.

As Sean continued to read the messages, he found that Joan had actually explained that he and

Abigail were cousins. He frowned at this explanation. Joan’s eager to explain, huh? Abigail and I

haven’t said anything yet, but she’s already come forward.

“Do you know we’re trending?” he suddenly asked.

Abigail looked at him and closed the video. “What’s wrong?”

Abigail looked at him and closed the video. “What’s wrong?”

“Joan said we’re cousins. What do you think?” he said, deliberately testing her attitude.

“Isn’t that convenient? It saves you from explaining our relationship,” she replied nonchalantly.

He looked at her and suddenly said, “I don’t mind making our relationship public.”

“Don’t. I mind,” she hurriedly replied. “Besides, we’re not public figures. Our marriage has nothing. to

do with the public, so there’s no need to explain anything to anyone.”

“Are you trying to leave a way out for yourself, or do you really just not want people to know about. it?”

Sean’s eyes narrowed slightly. He strongly suspected that she was thinking about being with Anthony

after their divorce.

“Just what are you trying to say? Do you still want to enjoy this meal?” Abigail became irritated at

once. She could easily guess what he was thinking-he probably thought she was saying that for

Anthony’s sake.

Their conversation ended abruptly when a waiter brought a fruit platter to their table.

In the afternoon, Abigail completely ignored Sean.

As it was getting dark, Sean received a call from Kevin, who said Joan had accidentally cut her hand.

deeply.

When Abigail came out of the store and didn’t find him outside, she immediately figured out what

had happened.

Sean got back into his car and called her several times, but she didn’t answer.

After being busy in Broham for a few days, Abigail got a phone call from Lewis telling her to get ready

to join the film crew. She had to join the crew, take measurements of everyone, and sort out their sizes

before making their clothes.

On the day of joining the crew, Anthony came to her studio specially to pick her up. “How’s the fabric

selection going?” he asked with a note of concern in his voice as she packed the tools she

Abigail put the ruler into her bag and replied gently, “It’s going well. Some fabrics are being produced

according to our requirements, and I’ll be able to get the samples in a couple of days.”

“You’ve been working hard these days. I heard you’ve been visiting fabric markets in person,” said

Anthony, his voice filled with sympathy.

Abigail felt that his tone did sound a bit odd. Just when she was about to tell him that she was

already married, she heard him continue, “Did you and Sean… go to Broham because you came.

across some difficulties and sought his help?”

“Not really. He tagged along on his own,” she explained casually. She quickly realized she couldn’t

reveal to Anthony that she was married, or he might easily deduce that she was married to Sean. She

didn’t want anyone to know about her marriage to him. She hoped that their past relationship wouldn’t

become fodder for gip after their divorce.

“Joan said he’s your cousin. In that case, your cousin seems to care a lot about you,” Anthony teased.

She replied indifferently, “Let them say whatever they want. I’m not a public figure, and it’s best not

to respond.”

Anthony nodded in agreement. “You’re right. After all, online attention is a double-edged sword,

Being mysterious to the netizens is a way of protecting yourself.”

“That’s exactly what I think. Let’s go. Everything’s packed,” said Abigail with a smile. She did feel much

better talking to Anthony. He was far more pleasant compared to Sean, who only seemed to

add to her troubles.

As they both got in the car, Anthony suddenly asked, “A few days ago, some media outlets reported.

that Sean had taken Joan to the hospital. You’re his cousin; do you know what’s his relationship with

Joan?”

Abigail didn’t feel like answering the question. “Why are you asking?”

“Oh, I heard from Director Lewis that Sean arranged for Joan to join another film crew, so we’re going

to meet at Millstone,” replied Anthony before smiling faintly.”