I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 523 It Was Planned All Along

Even if Abigail was free, Selena refused to let them see her.

Lawrence tugged at Scarlett’s sleeve before she could say anything. “Sure, we’ll set an appointment.

Please inform her of that.”

“Wait here.” Selena gave them a brief response as she walked back to Abigail’s office.

She knocked on the door when she was outside before entering to report. “Abigail, when I told them

Old Mrs. Quinn wasn’t available, they changed their minds and said they wanted. to see you instead.

They want to make an appointment, but I don’t think you should see them. I bet they want to apologize,

but what’s the point of it now?”

Abigail nodded and calmly replied, “Sure. Decline their request. Inform them that I won’t be available

until next year, and we’ll see what happens when that time comes.”

She wasn’t lying about her busy schedule. She would rather complete her work than see the couple.

Selena cheered at the response. She turned on her heels and walked out of the office to inform the

Pearsons of Abigail’s decision.

After conveying Abigail’s message to them, she couldn’t help but add, “Mr. Pearson, Madam. Harper-

even I, a mere a*sistant, remember what you had done in L.Moon a month ago. If I were you guys, I

wouldn’t have the audacity to come here again. Ms. Quinn forgives and forgets, but I hope you won’t

bother her again.”

Lawrence choked on his breath while Scarlett’s eyes reddened with emotion.

Their biggest mistake was spoiling Kelly too much to the point of being unreasonable.

If only they had been firmer with her, it wouldn’t have led to this.

“I understand. Thanks for reminding us.” Lawrence was pale as he said that. Then, he took Scarlett’s

hand and walked out of the waiting area.

The pair exited the building. He had to stand there for a few minutes to collect himself. It was only then

that he felt the warm sunlight on his skin again.

His wife sniffled as she walked toward the car without saying a word.

As soon as she got into the car, she burst into tears. A strong pang of sadness tore her heart apart.

They were ninety-nine percent sure that Abigail was their child, yet they just lacked the

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crucial one percent to prove the theory. Moreover, she now refused to see them after they had wronged

her.

Lawrence joined his wife in the car and handed her a tissue.

She selbed, saying. Tll kill whoever dared to mess with us! How dare they replace our biological

daughter with a fake one? Lawrence, I’m losing hope. There’s a breakthrough within reach. Yet, we are

trapped, always one step away from achieving what we have been working hard for. What have we

done to deserve this? Why are all these bad things happening to us?

He felt his throat dry and his eyes prick. He looked down and squeezed her hand as he said.

determinedly, “One day, Abigail will change her opinion about us. But first, I need to find out who set up

our encounter with Kelly. As soon as I figure out their motives, we’ll find out how we lost our daughter.”

“It’s been twenty years. Is it still possible?” Scarlett looked up hopefully.

“I’ll find out the truth, even if it costs me my life,” he promised.

Before they met Kelly, they had always thought that their daughter was separated from them due to a

pure accident.

Come to think of it, it had been planned all along. It’s our fault for letting the culprit get away for twenty

years, but I’ll fix this.

Since Abigail refused to take the test, he was now obligated to find out whether she was their daughter

or not.

They thought Kelly was their long-lost daughter. Who would’ve thought the painful truth would soon

shatter their happiness into small pieces? The stark contrast was too much for both him and Scarlett.

Analise spent time decorating Sean’s room. The flowers and greenery made it seem more lively. Even

the disinfectant smelled less strong than before.

After that, she went to prepare the pasta in the kitchen.

Once she finished cooking, she called out to the others from the kitchen. “It’s time for dinner!”

Cameron was the first to arrive. It smells delicious!

The range hood couldn’t even vent out the smell from the kitchen. The aroma traveled. through the air

and filled every corner of the villa, causing everyone’s mouth to water.

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Colby shoved past the younger man and rushed into the kitchen.

Analise put a bowl of stew and a plate of pasta on the tray before handing it to him. “Good job today.”

“No. I should be the one thanking you.” Colby gulped.

She chuckled at the eagerness on his face. “Let me know if there’s a need for improvement. I love

hearing feedback.”

“Of course.” He picked up the tray and walked away.

Cameron and the group of men he brought in received their portions as well.

Meanwhile, Analise brought Xavien’s portion to his room.

She had decorated his room with greenery as well. She even placed some mind-soothing lavender and

scented sachets around his room.

Xavien could smell the food in his room. When Analise walked into the room with the tray, he

swallowed thickly at the aroma. “Old Mrs. Quinn, you have been working all day. Aren’t you supposed

to take a break?”

“Don’t underestimate the old lady,” she teased.

He immediately shook his head. “I wouldn’t dare.”

She helped him adjust the height of the bedside table before setting down the food. Then, she finally

turned to him with kindness. “I made the stew specially for you. It’ll help your wounds heal quicker. Be

honest and tell me if the taste isn’t what you expect, and I’ll change my recipe.”

“Okay,” he obediently answered.

She caressed his head as though he was a child. “It must be hard for you with what happened to Sean.

Just eat as much as you can. Don’t be shy to ask for a second serving. They’ll get it for you. In the

meantime, I’ll check up on Sean.”

“I will.” Warmth filled the man’s chest.