I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean)

Chapter 770 From Now On, No More Involvement

Xavien hadn't expected things to turn out this way. He looked at Sean with concern, his heart filled with anger, confusion, and a bit of hatred.

Abigail was unaware that Sean had nearly depleted his wealth for her, causing a stir throughout Eswadia.

The company's finances were in trouble too. Yet, he was single-handedly supporting L. Moon, because it was a testament to Abigail's achievements. He took great care, exerted all his effort, and guarded her accomplishments.

Even though Graham International was on the verge of collapse, he still prioritized Abigail's company.

Simond's men evacuated.

The colossal wheel ship slowly vanished into the vast ocean under the moonlight.

Kevin arrived too late to even catch a glimpse of them.

Frustrated, he slammed the gun in his hand to the ground. "Abigail has gone mad! To actually leave voluntarily with Simond! You spent so much money—"

"Have you said enough?" Sean calmly interjected.

Kevin felt wronged. He stepped forward, gripping Sean's shoulder. "Do you realize the extent of your debt? You've spent so much money on a woman without a second thought, but she doesn't appreciate it!"

His eyes began to redden as he continued, "The love you pursued so desperately has now brought you to this point. All of us trying to help you can't even make a difference anymore, do you

understand?"

Due to Abigail, this business tycoon was going to fall.

Anyone could now trample on him!

Kevin couldn't fathom such a scenario.

He released Sean, moved to the side, and squatted down, clutching his hair, filled with remorse. "Why? I should have intervened from the start. Spending so much money on a woman, I was crazy; you were crazy; we were all crazy!"

Sean lowered his gaze and toyed with the gun in his hand. His tone was composed, "It's alright. At least I won't be preoccupied anymore, won't blame myself, won't feel like I didn't do enough. And I know she's living well with Simond."

At least he knew that Simond was willing to come ashore for her, letting her be hospitalized.

That means she must have quickly captured Simond's heart, right?

Kevin choked softly. "But what about the debts you owe?"

He just felt sorry for Sean, tirelessly searching for Abigail day and night, spending all his money and time. Xavien even fainted several times from exhaustion, but the outcome was this.

If they could bring back Abigail, even if Sean was in debt, he would have some consolation.

But Abigail chose Simond.

"We can earn the money back slowly. It's fine," Sean said, then threw away the gun he had treasured, "Let's go."

From now on, everything about Abigail had nothing to do with him!

Xavien, with reddened eyes, helped Kevin up, and they both trailed after Sean as he departed.

…

After returning, Abigail had been sitting in her room, hugging her knees, silent.

She still couldn't see... still filled with regrets, enduring true suffering.

Simond brought a bowl of millet soup and settled beside her. "Have some food. You've just been discharged from the hospital. Your body is frail. I altered some of the dishes in the kitchen, thinking you might enjoy vegetables and Eswadian cuisine. I purchased an abundance of vegetables."

Abigail lifted her unseeing eyes towards the direction of his voice, "Thank you."

As she spoke, tears flowed without warning.

Her tears fell like shattered strings, yet she didn't break down. Instead, she reached out to touch Simond's hand, accepted the bowl, and obediently began to consume the soup.

Simond watched her finish the soup, took the bowl away, and gently inquired, "Why are you crying? Is it difficult to part with Sean?"

Abigail wiped away her tears and whispered, "It's over, isn't it?"

After tonight's events, Sean wouldn't look back.

There was no future between them.

Abigail couldn't help but think about the agreement they made two years ago. If she fell in love with Sean, she would agree to her grandmother's request to have a child.

That possibility was gone now... there was nothing left.

Abigail's heart felt like it was breaking. The pain was so intense that she struggled to catch her breath, tears streaming down her face from soft sobs to loud cries.

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Collapsing onto the bed, she clutched the blanket tightly, crying her heart out.

"Stop it!" Simond erupted in anger. He grabbed Abigail and warned, "If you cry again, I'll throw Larry into the sea."

Despite his threat, Abigail continued to cry, her face turning red and veins bulging on her neck.

Simond felt helpless.

Slowly, he came to the realization that Abigail's love for Sean was genuine.

Even though she had kept many things hidden from Sean, her love for him surpassed everyone's expectations.

Simond felt a deep sense of unease in his heart, a feeling he had never experienced before, which left him slightly irritated.

After setting Abigail down, he stood up and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

Outside, a crowd had gathered.

"What are you staring at?!" he snapped impatiently.

Henri couldn't help but step forward, asking, "What happened to her? Who upset her?"

"She's heartbroken. What else?!" Simond replied irritably.

Scratching his head, Henri questioned, "Is heartbreak really that painful?"

"Who the hell knows? I've never been heartbroken!" Simond retorted, pushing Henri aside before quickly walking away.

Once the crowd dispersed, Martin pushed open Abigail's door, entered, and handed her tissues to wipe away her tears.