Chapter 216
I Want a Divorce
Chapter 216 Sheâd Be Angry
Analise let out a heavy sigh as she gazed at Sean, her voice laced with bitterness. âG-Get a divorce
tomorrow. From now on⦠our two families will have nothing to do with each other. I donât want to see
any of you ever again..
Sean had arrived today with a glimmer of hope still lingering. However, she had clarified her stance,
and he ultimately lost Abigail.
At his silence, Analise asked through her tears, âWhat did you people take my Abby for⦠How could
you mistreat her this way? You bought the house for her. Why was she accused of stealing it⦠Abbyâs
the apple of my eye. I know our family isnât good enough for the Grahams. After she married you, I kept
telling her to compromise and let you get your way⦠How could you cheat on her? How could you
betray herâ¦â
The Abigail she loved so dearly suffered so terribly at the hands of the Grahams.
Sean held Analiseâs hand tightly, unable to speak. He couldnât deny that the Grahams had mistreated
Abigail. Back when he hadnât developed feelings for her, he disregarded how Lina treated her. Little did
he know that before marrying him, she had been the apple of her grandparentsâ eyes, and they also
cherished her dearly.
By the time Abigail and Luna returned, the man had left.
Witnessing Analiseâs silent tears, Abigail rushed forward to take her hand. âWhatâs the matter?â Her
voice was filled with worry.
âItâs fine⦠Iâm fine⦠Abby, you wonât have to put up with the Grahams once you file your divorce
tomorrow. You can do whatever you want. Iâll take good care of myself. You wonât have to worry about
me.â Analiseâs eyes were swollen. She wouldnât have wanted Abigail to get a divorce if the Grahams
hadnât gone too far.
Many women faced hardships after divorce, and Abigail would be no exception. Hence, Analise wished
she were a few decades younger to continue looking after her.
Luna joined Abigail and gently a*sured Analise, âOld Mrs. Quinn, Iâll take good care of Abby. Even
though she wonât have the Grahams anymore, shell still have me. Donât worry. Weâre like sisters- to
each other.â
Analise smiled and nodded. She held Lunaâs hand, hoping that Luna would become Abigailâs pillar of
support.
The night sky darkened.
When Kevin found Sean drowning himself in alcohol at the hotel, he was utterly shocked. âYou never
drink so much. Whatâs going on?â
Caught up with work, Kevin hadnât heard about the Grahams and Quinns situation. He wouldnât have
known that Sean had been drinking heavily in front of his client if that client hadnât called Kevin.
âAm I not allowed to get drunk?â Sean shot back before taking another gulp.
Kevinâs expression grew solemn. âYou never drink like this in front of clients. What on earth is going
on?â
âThey wanted to share a toast with me, so I ensured they got as many as they wanted. Whatâs wrong
with that?â Sean eyed Kevin with a mocking smile.
âSomethingâs up with you. Youâre never like this. What happened?â Kevin started getting frantic.
Sean didnât speak. He quietly downed more alcohol.
âDid you get your heart broken?â Kevin sat down and asked.
Seanâs brows knitted together. âDo you only think of the worst when it comes to me?â
Alas, his words did not match his thoughts. It wasnât as simple as getting his heart broken. He was
getting a divorce.
âI hope to see you doing well, of course, but itâs obvious somethingâs wrong,â Kevin said with a look of
scrutiny.
âThereâs nothing wrong. I plan on heading back once I finish this bottle. Donât drink. Give me a ride
later.â Sean was in a funk but didnât want to open up to Kevin. He realized there was no reason to make
the divorce public knowledge.
âI thought youâd refuse to leave until youâd drink your weight in alcohol,â Kevin retorted. Deep down
inside, he figured out what was happening and thought, Perhaps itâs a matter of the heart.
He continued, âDid you break up with Abigail? You wouldnât be drinking so much otherwise.â Kevin was
Seanâs good friend, after all. He understood Sean pretty well. Even when Sean had been forced into
the marriage, he didnât drown himself in alcohol. Kevin was sure things were extremely serious this
time.
âWeâre getting a divorce.â Seanâs voice was unusually calm.
âAre you giving up just like that? I canât believe it. Thatâs unlike you.â Kevin was utterly baffled.
After a brief silence, Sean said, âEveryone thinks a divorce signifies an end, that Iâm giving up, but I-
disagree.â
Kevin rubbed his chin in confusion. âJust drink your drink. Youâre spewing nonsense.
Sean knew Kevin didnât understand what he meant.
After a night of heavy drinking, it was unsurprising that Sean was late the next day.
Abigail had waited outside the courthouse for quite some time when he finally arrived. As he emerged
from the car, their eyes locked.
Sean balled his fists.
Abigail withdrew her gaze. She had the necessary documents in hand.
He came up to her and said, âLetâs go.â
She nodded, and both of them experienced a mix of emotions.
The courtroom was filled with a diverse crowd. Among those seeking a divorce, most were engaged in
heated arguments, while others included families with five or six members and couples. Those who had
completed their divorce filings exhibited a range of emotions, from tears to bursts of anger.
Sean and Abigail sat on the side and watched others conduct their divorce proceedings.
After looking at the others for a while, he abruptly asked her, âDo you still have matters to attend to in
Ouisford?â
âYeah. Iâm leaving tomorrow. I told Grandma about it already. Luna will help me take care of her,â she
responded.
As things neared their conclusion, Abigail regained her composure and stopped addressing Sean with
contempt and impatience. It was a relief to bring something to an amicable end.
âOkay. Call me if you need any help. Even though weâre no longer married, everything can be the same
as before,â he said softly.
âThanks, but that wonât be necessary,â she replied curtly.