I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn Novel

Chapter 867 Brothers Are Like Clothes

"My wife is about to get off work; I need to go pick her up." After the discussion, Sean checked the time and realized there was half an hour left before Abigail got off work.

"D*mn!" Kevin couldn't stand it anymore, "You're toxic, man! After our talk, you won't join us for dinner and just pick up your wife?"

"I promised her. If you want to have dinner together, book a place, and I'll bring her along," Sean said as he stood up, dropping this line before hurrying off.

"What?!" Kevin was furious.

Really... Brothers are like clothes, but a wife is his true companion.

Called upon when needed, sweating buckets from the heat, and he is the first to bolt when things are done.

"I need to return to the hospital to take care of my wife, so I'll be leaving too. You guys enjoy your meal," said Josh, having no choice as his parents had already helped look after things all afternoon, and it wouldn't be right to hang out with the others in the evening.

Kevin fully understood. "Go ahead, I don't blame you."

"You can blame him if you're heartless," Alfie joked along.

" Do you have a problem with me?" Kevin started arguing with him.

Cameron asked Kevin, "Mr. Stewart, shall we dine together? You decide, so I can call my wife."

Critical hit.

"Right, I need to check in with my wife too."

Another critical hit.

Kevin pulled out his phone, feeling bitter inside. "Go ahead and check in. I'll book the place. Why can't you bring your wives along for fun? Why just check in? Gu brought his wife for fun. Aren't you guys on board?"

"Oh, right!" Cameron immediately took out his phone to call Isla.

As everyone seemed happily settled, Kevin felt increasingly desolate and began to pick a place for their outing.

...

When Sean returned to L.Moon and pushed open Abigail's office door to see Callen, his face instantly darkened.

"Who let you in?!" His demeanor was far from the polite front he put up at noon, his face filled with anger.

Callen was startled, standing up from the sofa with an innocent look.

Abigail peeked out from behind her computer, puzzled and bewildered. "What's wrong?"

Callen said she was there to see him, so she let her sit in the office.

Who knew he would be so furious?

"Nothing. I'll take you out for dinner. Lock the office," Sean said, his face exceptionally cold.

Callen realized he was dismissing her and earnestly said, "Mr. Graham, I know my actions were presumptuous, but I really want to know your story. Please give me a chance!"

"If you don't leave, I'll call security!" Sean said sternly.

Xavien entered from outside and politely said to Callen, "Ms. Hinton, please go back for now."

Abigail approached Sean and noticed a faint smell of sweat on him.

Had he been out?

With a sigh, Callen left dejectedly.

"What's wrong?" Abigail pulled Sean into the resting room.

She reached to unbutton his suit, but Sean held her hand.

"Want it?" Sean's anger vanished instantly, replaced by affection.

"I was thinking you don't like having any scent on you, so you should take a shower," Abigail helped him take off his suit.

Sean scrunched his nose. "If she hadn't left, I couldn't even shower."

"What's with her?" Abigail asked, puzzled.

"She claims to be a scriptwriter and insists on adapting my experiences abroad into a screenplay. I wasn't willing, yet she found her way here," Sean expressed his displeasure.

"Oh, did you meet her at lunch?" Abigail inquired.

"Yes, lured by Mr. Hinton. It was annoying," Sean complained.

Seeing his furrowed brow and childlike tantrum, Abigail tiptoed and gently kissed his lips. "Alright, don't let outsiders upset you. Go take your shower."

"Okay." Sean embraced her before turning to get clothes from the wardrobe.

On the way to the club Kevin had booked, Abigail asked Sean, "Why do you refuse to have your experiences adapted?"

"I don't want to attract trouble. Some remnants of the fraud case are still out there; who knows if they might resurface?" Sean held her hand, his voice calm, "I don't want you or anyone else to face any future dangers. Being low-key is definitely the right approach."

Abigail hadn't expected him to think so far ahead.

"The incidents with you and Luna made me realize that one shouldn't be too arrogant. Even with capabilities, one must learn to be discreet, or it could bring harm to those close," Sean spoke softly.

If he were alone in the world, none of it would matter. But that wasn't the case; he and Abigail were planning to have children.

Children are vulnerable; just sending them to school could risk them being abducted. He couldn't take such risks.

Abigail nestled in his embrace.

Upon reaching the club, Sean walked in with his arm around Abigail.

The private room in the club was bustling with activity.

Abigail pushed open the door and was surprised to see Alfie and Damon, whom she hadn't seen in a long time.

"You're here too," Abigail said with a smile.

Alfie introduced his girlfriend to Abigail, "Yes, it's been a while, Abigail. This is my girlfriend, Shaunee Sullivan."

"Hello," Abigail greeted the short-haired girl before her.