I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 561 A Marriage Proposal

The next morning, Abigail was abruptly awakened by her ringing phone. She frowned and impatiently

answered, “Hello?”

“Miss Quinn, it’s me! Ronaldo!” the cheerful voice on the other end exclaimed.

Abigail took a deep breath and sighed in frustration. “It’s so early… Can’t you let me sleep at little

longer?”

“The sun is already high in the sky! Let me tell you, Eric’s grandmother called him back and said they

were coming to Eastbay to get him. I told his grandmother that I was taking Eric out to sea and that we

wouldn’t be back for six months. She was furious. Do you think I did the right thing?” Ronaldo asked.

“How is Eric feeling?” Abigail gradually felt herself becoming more awake.

“He’s fine, I guess,” Ronaldo replied uncertainly. “He’s really pitiful. Not only did he fail to win your

heart, but he also ended up sleeping with a woman. He’s a big star. You’d think he would have better

self-awareness. Yet, he ended up in bed with some random woman!”

“Could you please lower your voice?” Abigail sat up and brushed her hair away from her face.

“Oh, it’s fine. He’s busy collecting seashells far away from me. I brought him to the sea early in the

morning. Honestly, he seems to be enjoying himself,” Ronaldo replied carefreely.

“If only he could be as carefree as you, he wouldn’t have so many troubles,” Abigail murmured.

Eric had always supported her unconditionally through all her ups and downs. Even though. his

emotions eventually got the best of him, causing her some trouble, she still couldn’t deny that he had

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always been there for her. Regardless, this was just a minor test of their friendship, and she genuinely

hoped he could find happiness in his life.

Ronaldo took in the sea breeze and shared, “Miss Quinn, do you know why I’m always so happy? It’s

because I live by the seaside. The sea is boundless, just like my heart. If I’m ever unhappy, I’ll just sit

by the sea and listen to the ocean breeze, watch the waves, or step on the sand. Then, all my troubles

would disappear.”

“I truly envy your outlook on life,” Abigail said with a smile.

She wasn’t lying; she genuinely envied Ronaldo.

“People should learn to be more open-minded. Every problem can be resolved, and cherishing the

present is vital because we don’t have much time to live. You should follow your heart and live life to

the fullest. Be kind to yourself,” Ronaldo warmly advised.

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Abigail fell into silence.

“I’ll hang up now,” Ronaldo said, knowing that she needed some time to process his words.

“Thank you,” Abigail replied with a smile.

After the call ended, Abigail gazed at the sunlight outside and lost herself in thought. Event though

Ronaldo had comforted her, she still couldn’t shake off these emotional obstacles that had been

troubling her. She was supposed to accept her birth parents because it wasn’t their fault that she had

gotten lost. Still, she couldn’t muster any genuine feelings for them. She couldn’t just break down in

tears and accept them with open arms like in those dramas she had seen.

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After Abigail got out of bed, Analise made her breakfast.

“How did you sleep last night?” Analise asked with concern.

“It was okay,” Abigail replied.

Analise was worried that the Pearson Family would affect her.

“Grandma, I don’t think I can accept them. It might be because I’ve never had any contact. with them,

nor have I ever expected them to barge into my life. When I face them, I feel like I’m facing strangers. I

still have an urge to flee whenever we’re in the same room.” Abigail shared her feelings with Analise

while eating breakfast.

Analise understood her. After all, Abigail had never longed for her parents because she had. always

been loved and cared for by her grandparents. She had always considered her life happy enough. So,

suddenly having parents made her feel like something extra was forcefully added to her life.

“It’s okay. Take your time. You don’t have to accept them right away. Besides, it’s also nice to know that

they’re around,” Analise comforted her.

“I just can’t help but feel like they’re unnecessary.” Abigail said softly. Perhaps she had been

momentarily moved by Scarlett’s tears. Regardless, after that brief moment of empathy, she only felt

awkward and distant.

“It’s okay, Abigail. You will always have me.” Analise gently ruffled her head.

“Okay.” Abigail nodded.

After breakfast, Cameron and Sean arrived at L.Moon. Abigail promptly handed Cameron the clothes

she had prepared and asked, “Did you ask the girl out?”

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“Yes, but I didn’t tell her about delivering clothes. Is that okay?” Cameron seemed nervous.

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Analise was quite surprised by their exchange. “What girl?”

“I want to set him up with someone special. Let’s see how he’ll perform.” Abigail grinned. brightly.

“Really?” Analise’s eyes widened. Then, she quickly grabbed Cameron and asked, “What does she

look like? Is she your type?”

Sean walked up to Abigail quietly and whispered, “Did you sleep well last night? You seem at bit off.”

“I was woken up early by a phone call,” Abigail replied softly.

Cameron answered Analise honestly, “She’s a very pretty girl. She looks gentle and delicate, which is

my type. But… We’re still getting to know each other at this point. After all, I’m not all that outstanding,

and I don’t know if I’m the right one for her.” Cameron didn’t feel confident in front of Isla, whom he

viewed as delicate.

Analise smiled and said, “Oh, don’t overthink things. With me and Abigail by your side, you don’t have

to worry about this.”

“Don’t let him be late for his date, Grandma,” Sean reminded her.

Analise nodded seriously and said, “Alright. By the way, don’t forget to buy her some flowers. When

you’re on the date, ask if she likes bubble tea or prefers other drinks. Nowadays, girls. tend to like

bubble tea, but it’s better to double-check just in case. If she says she’s worried about gaining weight,

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tell her it’s okay and that you like her not because of how she looks. Still, it’s best that you don’t

mention anything about her weight; sensitive girls don’t like that.”

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