I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean)

Chapter 710 Problems

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 pressureweighed 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'tshake 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 acup of coffee. After taking a sip, he frowned and continued, "Josh ran off to Saraville again, claiminghe 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 lastnight 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 hemust have spent a lot of time on them.novelbin

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 heentered.

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

"Under normal circumstances, he would have already been here by now. Unfortunately, he informedme last night that he would be on a month-long business trip. I suppose he should have left thismorning." 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 thatSean 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 yourrelationship. Frankly, the stability of the company's stock is partly influenced by your relationshipstatus. If there's a rift between the two of you, it could negatively affect the company. Once thathappens, I'll be under severe scrutiny." Garrett, who was the head of the company, genuinelyworried about this.

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

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

Immediately, she noticed that it didn't taste as good. Why did she always miss this cup of coffeewhen she was in Saraville?

Nevertheless, she set the cup down, took a photo of it, and sent it to Sean.

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

Then, she set aside her thoughts as she immersed herself in work. When she finally picked up herphone, she quickly noticed that he had replied with a simple question mark.

The moment she read that, she couldn't help but feel that it would have been better if he hadn'treplied at all. Nevertheless, she responded, "Garrett mentioned that you're going on a month-longbusiness trip?"

"Yes, I've already taken care of everything at the company. You can focus on your work. I won'tdisturb you."

"Am I the one bothering you right now?"

Abigail knew she was in the wrong. She was wise enough to admit it.

Still, even someone oblivious could tell that she was trying to appease him the moment she took theinitiative to text him. Unfortunately, he didn't respond to her text after that.

She couldn't help but feel a surge of disappointment when she received no reply. Additionally, sherealized that she had nothing to do at the moment. Therefore, she continued to message Sean.

"Are you very busy? You called me yesterday. Unfortunately, I was busy at that time. Can I call younow?"

Sadly, there was still no response from him.

In the end, she decided to take the plunge and call him, regardless of whether he had given herpermission 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 triptoday?" 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. Aftera moment, she tentatively said, "The coffee you always buy for me... Well, I always miss it when I'mout of town. I ordered a cup when I returned. However, it doesn't taste as good as the one youusually get for me."

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

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

"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'squite nice," Abigail said gently, well aware that an unspoken distance had once again formedbetween them.