I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Abigail assisted in paying the nanny’s fee and added the person as a friend on WhatsApp. Then, she took out her phone to
search for what a pregnant woman needed to prepare for a hospital stay.
“Doctor, how much longer will the pregnant woman in this operating room be?” Abigail dared not leave quickly and grabbed a
nurse to ask.
The nurse glanced at the time and replied, “It’s uncertain. Do you need something?”
“I rushed here and didn’t have time to prepare what was needed. I don’t know if it’s too late to buy them now,” Abigail explained
anxiously.
“There’s a supermarket next to the hospital. You can take a look. It will only take about ten minutes. The pregnant woman
shouldn’t be out within that timeframe.” The nurse kindly informed Abigail.
Abigail nodded and quickly bought the items with her phone in hand in Adral, a very remote town. As she entered the deserted
supermarket, she found the section selling mother and baby products and, in her haste, nearly collided with a few burly men.
“Sorry,” Abigail hurriedly apologized and maneuvered around them.
The several ordinary-looking men looked at Abigail’s back warily, confirming that she was buying things before turning their
heads and walking forward.
“We saw him enter this supermarket... Why can’t we find him now?”
“We’re blocking the exits. I don’t believe that guy can hide inside forever.”
“He’s injured too. If he doesn’t come out, he’ll bleed to death.”
The men whispered to each other in low voices. Even though they lowered their voices and spoke with a strange accent, Abigail
could still faintly hear them.
How can there be foreigners in this remote Adral? Although she had doubts, Luna’s situation was still more critical. She bought
what the pregnant woman and child needed. She was about to go to the milk powder section when a gust of wind suddenly blew.
Before Abigail could react, someone covered her mouth and forcefully dragged her toward a corner. It prompted her to let go of
the shopping cart and struggle hard.

“Mmm!” She tried to communicate with the person.
However, the person’s strength was terrifying. Their arm felt like iron, and Abigail was tightly held in their embrace, feeling like
her bones were about to be crushed. Dragged behind a crowded shelf, Abigail had no strength left.
There was a cold weapon pressed against her waist, causing her to dare not move immediately, and even her breathing became
lighter.
“Will you scream if I let go of you?” A deep and hoarse male voice sounded in Abigail’s ear.
She was about to curse but shook her head gently. She used her hand to support herself on the ground and soon felt a sticky
liquid. It seemed to be blood.
“You are Alana, right?” The man released her mouth and asked, panting.
Abigail swallowed and couldn’t believe that he knew her. “Yes... Who are you?”
She dared not look at him. She wore a mask and seemed to smell a faint scent of blood.
“No need to ask who I am. Now, please purchase a set of men’s clothing for me. I’ll be waiting for you in the men’s restroom at
the grocery store...” The man paused and continued, “If you dare to make a sound, I will leave here and find you in Capitalis to
settle the score.”
Abigail had never felt so humiliated. “Wait here. After I buy those items, I’m leaving. I have urgent matters to attend to as well.”
She was still worried about Luna and didn’t want to get entangled with this person any longer.
Considering the overly cautious foreigners she encountered earlier, she guessed that this person must have had a conflict with
them. It was perhaps from being chased by enemies. Thinking about those people waiting at the entrance, Abigail, while buying
clothes in the men’s section, secretly called the police on her phone.
“Hello, sir? I think I’ve found a few criminals outside the Bags Bunny supermarket. They seem to be foreigners based on their
accents, and they seem to be carrying guns...” When she apologized, she lowered her head and caught a glimpse of the hot
weapon hidden in the man’s waistband.
The police officer was excited upon hearing this. Isn’t this a gift-wrapped KPI?

“Is it the Bags Bunny supermarket next to the county hospital?” the police officer asked.
“Yes, those people are wearing ordinary clothes but are all over six feet tall,” Abigail said while selecting clothes and talking to
the police. It is best to arrest the guy in the supermarket with the weapon, too!
Abigail hung up the phone and carried the clothes to the men’s restroom. With not many people in the supermarket and still
wearing a mask, she remained unnoticed. Even if the cleaning lady was shocked, she could only mutter to herself.
“Clothes,” Abigail called out as soon as she entered. The man then knocked three times on the innermost cubicle door before
she walked over with the clothes. He opened the door to take the items.
“Can I leave now?” Abigail asked him.
“No. I’ll need your help later to pretend to be a woman and bring me out,” the man who was in the room threatened. There was a
hint of laughter.
Abigail silently took a deep breath and prayed in her heart. I hope the police officer comes quickly to arrest this suspicious man.
“Come on! I have a friend in the nearby hospital who needs me to care for her!” She grew impatient after waiting for two minutes.
The man grunted in response. A second later, the door opened, revealing a man in casual attire walking