I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 337 A Deep Misunderstanding

Abigail held her phone, feeling a little depressed for some reason. She had no idea why she felt depressed. Was it

because she got uncomfortable after she knew Sean and Joan had a beautiful past? She ruffled her hair. Abigail

thought Sean shouldn’t have called her. Now, she had two things to agonize over. One wasn’t something she should

agonize over, but she couldn’t control herself.

Time passed. Abigail’s eyes were still wide, and she couldn’t sleep. She picked up her phone and texted Cameron.

‘Get over here.

Cameron was stunned when he saw the text. ‘W-What?’ He checked the time. It was three thirty in the morning.

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Where does she want me to go late at night?

‘Come to my place. I need to talk to you, Abigail texted.

Cameron quickly forwarded the text to Sean and got changed, still flummoxed. He had no idea why Abigail wanted

to talk to him at this hour.

Abigail was in a rut, so she didn’t care that the time was inappropriate. Since Cameron wasn’t far away from her

home, he arrived a while later. Abigail was in casual attire, watching TV on the couch, feeling bored.

“It’s late, Ms. Quinn. Why did you ask me to come over?”

Abigail looked at him. “You didn’t tell Sean you came, did

you?”

The look on Cameron’s face changed. Stammering, he said, “I did. W-What is it, Ms. Quinn? You know Mr. Graham

has a bad temper. If he knows I came over late at night, he’ll skin me alive.”

“You’re working for me. You think I can’t protect you?” asked Abigail. She raised her chin, indicating him to sit on

the couch beside her.

Cameron didn’t dare to rebuke her and just nodded. “Ask away, Ms. Quinn.”

“Do you know about the Palmer siblings’ story when you were working with Sean?” asked Abigail.

“I know, but if it’s specifics you want, then no,” answered Cameron.

He did text Sean, but he didn’t get any replies. Sean was probably asleep. Yeah, it’s three thirty in the morning. Only

artists like Abigail don’t sleep.

“It’s almost Kingston’s first trial.” Abigail looked at Cameron. “Do you think Sean cares about the

results?”

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“Ms. Quinn, you think Mr. Graham is still taking the Palmer siblings’ side?” Cameron looked at Abigail. He wanted to

tell her that Sean had secretly done a lot for her, but he couldn’t.

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“No. I just think he’s bothered that Kingston is going to jail,” said Abigail calmly.

Cameron pursed his lips. “He won’t say anything no matter what you do. He supports all your decisions.”

“He cares about the Palmer siblings. That you can’t deny, can you?” asked Abigail. She felt that Sean called her just

now partly because he wanted to grumble. If it weren’t for her, he wouldn’t have a falling out with the Palmer

siblings.

“Mr. Graham was only repaying their favor all this time, but his debt was already repaid the moment they ruined his

marriage.” Cameron looked at Abigail solemnly. To Cameron, the Palmer siblings deserved what they got, but Sean

gained nothing from this fight either.