I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

But she couldn’t switch Howard out. If L.Moon couldn’t solve this crisis, they would have to break up with Fairy Meadow. I busted
my *ss for Fairy Meadow, and Howard brings more sh*t to the table? And he thinks I got to where I am because everyone else
helped me? I can’t believe this. And I thought he was a friend. He’s a pig.
Sean said, “I’ll talk to him when he comes back.” He is in a special position, after all.
“No, forget it. Let him handle it. Worse comes to worst, L.Moon and Fairy Meadow’s breaking up,” said Abigail coolly.
Calmly, Sean said, “Fairy Meadow’s shareholders would rather kick Howard out than break up with L.Moon. And if Fairy Meadow
leaves L.Moon, the internet’s going to call them an ingrate.”
If it weren’t for Abigail turning the tides, Fairy Meadow would’ve filed for insolvency. They couldn’t have made a comeback and
made so much money. “I should never have let Howard become Fairy Meadow’s CEO. He’s greedy.” Abigail was still miffed.
“Tell me more when you come back. Call me when you’re about to land. I’ll pick you up,” Sean cajoled.
Abigail grunted and hung up. She didn’t want to bother about the furor online. The airplane arrived in Capitalis a moment later.
Once Abigail got out of the plane, Kirby called her.
“What happened between you two? Howard told me to give the shoe business priority to Adam. Yeah, that Fast Step shoe
brand,” asked Kirby.
“I have no idea. Ask Howard when he comes back.” Abigail refused to be bothered. If Howard thinks he’s so good, he can deal
with this matter himself. I have no obligation to clean his mess up for him.
That upset Kirby. “This is your company’s subsidiary’s problem. If you aren’t dealing with it, how am I supposed to explain to the
investors?”
“Just deal with it like how the contract spelled it out. You’re a business partner first with us. Friendship comes after that,” said
Abigail. She didn’t think they were already more than business partners.
Kirby knew what she was trying to say, and he hung up. Abigail heaved a sigh of relief. She came out of the airport and saw
Sean right away. All her frustrations and exasperation melted away.
Sean approached her and took her luggage. He smiled. “I know you’re mad, but you shouldn’t have slapped him on the spot.
The uploader took out all the sounds, so it looked like you were in the wrong.”

“I don’t care how they interpret it. I’m not going to respond. I just want to take a shower and get some sleep,” said Abigail,
exhausted.
Sean noticed she was wearing the shoes he bought for her, and he smiled. “Have you had dinner?”
“No. We’re having it back home,” said Abigail. “I miss Grandma’s cooking.”
Oh, Analise. Sean said slowly, “Analise is in the hospital.”-
“What?” Abigail shot him a look. Worried, she said, “I told you to keep an eye on things, and you didn’t tell me Grandma’s in the
hospital?”
“She told me not to tell you, and it’s no big deal. She fainted because she got too nervous. The doctor said she could go home
after a couple of days,” said Sean quickly. She overreacted the moment I told her Analise was in the hospital. Yeah, it’s going to
be hard just to get a kid with her.
Stubbornly, Abigail said, “I need to see Grandma, or I can’t relax.”
Sean nodded. “Okay, if that’s what you want.”
Abigail and Sean came to the hospital. Analise was on her bed, lecturing Cameron. “You didn’t call her just because she didn’t
call you? If you don’t call her, she might marry someone else, and you wouldn’t know it,” chided Analise.
Cameron was on a chair, scratching his head with his phone.
“Grandma.” Abigail came into the room.
Analise turned around and looked at her granddaughter in surprise. “Abigail! You’re fast. I thought you’d be there for three days.”
Abigail approached the bed and sat with Analise. “Nothing good to see there, so I came home.”
“Welcome home. Sorry, I can’t cook for you. As you can see, I’m in the hospital.” Analise patted Abigail’s cheek.
Abigail held her hand. “It’s alright. We’ll order something later. Have you eaten?”
“Yep. Cameron sucks when it comes to the ladies, but he knows how to take care of people.” Analise chuckled. She liked
Cameron, save for the part where romance was involved. He’s not proactive at all.

Abigail looked at Cameron. Cameron let out a resigned sigh. “I’ll go and call Isla. Tell you how it goes down later, alright,
Analise?”
“Yeah, go. You’re an adult now. I shouldn’t have to worry about you,” Analise chided, though she didn’t mean much of it.
Cameron was gone, and Analise held Abigail’s hand. “So, when are you and Sean going to have a child? He said he wants you
to be his children’s mother.”
Abigail almost choked. Sean didn’t think Analise would be so straightforward, either. He just wanted to leave the ward right away,
or Abigail would kill him.