Chapter 222


    Chapter 222 Forced Date


    After sending Joan off, Sean found a hotel to stay in temporarily.


    Since he made the trip to Ouisford, he didn’t n on leaving so soon.


    Abigail returned to her hotel after dinner. Then, she received a text from Sean.


    ‘Have you checked the contents of the envelope yet?‘


    ‘I haven’t had the time to. Don’t make a habit of texting me.’


    Abigail’s rejection was clear and to the point.


    ‘Let’s meet up and


    talk. I heard the historical part of Ouisford is a good ce to visit at night.’ Sean/sent another text.


    Abigail frowned as she read Sean’s text. After a while, she typed out her response.


    ‘What’s this? Are you in a hurry to meet your ex–


    wife now that your mistress has left? Is there something wrong with you? Do you think I don’t need to sl


    eep at night? Do you think I don’t have work to do tomorrow?‘


    She couldn’t put up with Sean anymore. We’ve already gotten a divorce. What’s he up to now?


    ‘Joan isn’t my mistress. You saw it yourself, and you even got mad, so why are you saying this?‘


    I knew it, Abigail thought. Sean always knew what was happening. He simply never said anything.


    She responded to his text. ‘I’m not upset because of Joan. I just think it’s not worth any kind of genuine


    rtionship with the likes of you!


    Naturally, she didn’t pity Joan, who nearly caused Analise’s death. Nevertheless, she truly hoped Sean


    wasn’t the kind of person she thought he was.


    ‘Are youing or not? I know a few things about the Pearsons and the Davidsons. If you’re intereste


    d in hearing what I have to say, I’ll have Cameron pick you up.’


    Based on Sean’s text, Abigail got the hint that Eric and Josh might not have approached her solely to fi


    nd the Pearsons‘ missing daughter.


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    There was a historical street in Ouisford that was often packed at night.


    History buffs often came to take photos in the historical setting. It was also a popr tourist attraction.


    Of course, some came purely for the food and just to walk along the street.


    When Abigail got out of the car, she saw Sean standing at the entrance to the street. With his tall


    figure and attractive looks, he caught the attention of numerous women.


    Abigail was wearing a mask. She approached Sean with a frown. There was a hint of disdain in her


    eyes.


    Why didn’t he wear a mask?


    Sean nced at her mask before quirking his eyebrows and asking teasingly, “Are you afraid that some


    one would see us? We’ve gotten a divorce. There’s no need to hide anymore.”


    “If you asked me toe over to listen to your irrelevantments, I can get right back into the car an


    d leave.” Abigail pulled her mask down. She felt a little ufortable.


    She had never visited a busy ce like this with Sean before. There were too many people around her,


    and many were staring at them because of his physical appearance.


    Abigail didn’t like being the center of attention.


    “They’re not irrelevantments,” Sean said while taking her hand.


    “Let go.” Abigail’s gaze turned icy at once.


    Sean nced at her, but he let go anyway.


    “Can we no longer hold hands just because we’re divorced?” There was a hint of a smile on his face.


    Abigail’s face was emotionless. “One morement like this, and I’m leaving.”


    “Come. I booked a ce where we can talk.” Sean ignored her fury and strode off.


    They entered a store with vintage decor and went up to the second floor. They sat by the window. Whe


    n Abigail looked out, she saw a small river with boats floating along the water.


    The server brought up a pot of tea, as well as some fruits and other snacks.


    Abigail felt herself calming down.


    The server lit up a scented candle and left a warm light on before leaving the private room and heading


    back downstairs.


    The atmosphere became rather romantic.


    Abigail picked up a piece of dried fruit and asked, “What do you want to say to me?”


    “It wasn’t a coincidence that Lexie Chambers suddenly found fault with you guys.” Sean poured Abigail


    a cup of tea.


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    Cameron stumbled across this when he was looking into the Davidsons and the Pearsons.


    Abigail paused. Frowning, she asked, “Does this mean it was the Pearsons and the Davidsons who w


    anted to force me into admitting my identity?”


    “I don’t know the reason for that yet, but I can confirm that’s the case. Eric knew


    all along that you were na. You never changed your ringtone, right?” Sean said before sipping his te


    a.


    Abigail nodded.


    Sean continued, “Do you remember the gown you designed for Miss Barton?”


    “Yes.” Abigail met the award–


    winning actress herself and designed the gown based on thetter’s appearance.


    “While you and Miss Barton were talking, Eric was in the room beside hers. He even saw you himself. Y


    ou took a call while you were with Miss Barton. Do you remember when that was?” Sean spoke slowly.


    “May 18th, two years ago,” Abigail answered.


    “Check Eric’s Twitter. See when he posted about Where the River Ends,” Sean said.


    Abigail didn’t check. The answer was clear.


    “Why did Lexie and the others want my identity to be exposed?” Abigail asked in confusion.


    Sean nudged the te of watermelon over to her. “Eat up. We can talk slowly. There’s no rush.”


    “You’re not the one who’s affected, so of course you’re not in


    a rush,” Abigail responded in dissatisfaction.


    “The Pearsons and the Davidsons are keen to form a marriage alliance. Both families agreed to the ma


    rriage arrangement.”


    Though Sean knew it was cruel to tell Abigail these things, he couldn’t bear to see her feeling touched


    by their protectiveness and returning to the Pearson Family, only to be forced into marriage for the sak


    e of the marriage alliance.