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I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 330 Meeting in Person

Sean took a sip of his drink. “Are you suggesting that Abigail wants to protect the love between him and his

fiancee?” His voice was tinged with melancholy.

Kevin nodded. “She’s been hurt too much because of you, and she may no longer believe in love. You shattered her

illusions of a beautiful romance. But in this world, there’s a couple who are willing to overcome all obstacles to be

together. It has touched her.”

Sean tightened his grip on the glass.

“Any kind-hearted woman would want to protect a beautiful love, right?” Kevin remarked emotionally.

“Then, I should stand by her side,” Sean said.

“You can, but she believes in someone else’s love, not yours. You need to face reality,” Kevin advised, his words

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unusually heartfelt.

Sean did not say anything. He had faced reality, but he was unwilling to accept it.

Since Abigail still had aspirations for love, he would not be content to let his relationship with her end like this. After

finishing his drink, he got up and left.

“Hey… You can’t leave…” Kevin, who had not had enough to drink, raised his glass behind Sean and expressed his

dissatisfaction.

Sean had walked a few steps before he returned, grabbed Kevin’s collar, and pulled him out of the bar. “You can’t

stay here either. I don’t want to clean up your “ss if you do something foolish.”

“That won’t do. I’m not gay; you can’t-

“Kevin, be careful with what you say, or you might end up dead and ignored in this bar tonight,” Sean warned him.

Kevin quickly covered his mouth. However, there was a mischievous, flirtatious look in his narrowed almond eyes.

“You should just give up on this dress, Kelly. I’ll find a better designer to create a new one for you.”

After dinner, Kelly was watching TV with Scarlett when she heard her mother gently suggest this. She looked

disappointed and could not help but ask, “Is it because she doesn’t like me? Is that why?”

“No, it’s not that. She has a contract with someone else. Besides, putting pressure on her won’t

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work. The Copper Family has spoken, and it seems that Sean is getting involved behind the scenes. They’re

determined to make this deal happen,” Scarlett explained as she stroked Kelly’s hair, her eyes filled with maternal

affection.

“I’m afraid she might dislike me. It’s okay; you can ask her to design something new for me. I love her designs. If

she’s still concerned because of what Uncle Vincent did, I can go to Pendorf to explain to her,” Kelly suggested,

looking at Scarlett with a sweet expression.

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Scarlett appeared somewhat conflicted; she did not want Kelly to have contact with Abigail.

It was true that there had been some animosity between her and Kelly because of Vincent’s actions, but it was not

her fault. On the other hand, Abigail had mocked her on social media without any apology. And now, Kelly had to go

to Pendorf to apologize in person if she wanted a dress. That’s way too demanding of Abigail!

“Do you like her designs that much?” Scarlett asked.

Kelly nodded, grasping her mother’s hand and moving closer. She looked excited as she blurted out. “Her designs

are amazing; each one is unique. If I go to Pendorf to talk to her face to face, it will surely prevent any

misunderstandings. Mom, please let me go.”

Scarlett smiled indulgently and resignedly. “Alright, I’ll have your brother go with you. He has some connections with

her, and he’s done a favor for her grandmother. He should be able to make it happen. After all, her daughter had

just returned, and she wanted to fulfill this small wish of hers.

Once Scarlett left Kelly’s room, the latter’s obedient expression turned into one of disdain. “Oh, Abigail, we’ll meet

soon,” she hissed in a sly, low voice.