I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn Novel

Chapter 708 Surrounded

Charles knelt on the ground, deftly pulling out the weeds. "Why wouldn't it be true? It can easily be accomplished by combining traditional medicine with modern medical treatment. Find a way to get her to open up and see what she knows."

Luna hummed in response.

Charles continued, "She's very cautious. She doesn't even trust me yet. You need to find a way to earn her complete trust. Only then can our plan move forward."

"Maybe she doesn't trust me either," Luna said self-deprecatingly.

"You're her best friend. She even stood up to Sean for your sake," Charles said, standing up and stacking the weeds to the side. Returning to Luna's side, he added, "You mean more to her than Sean does. If you put in a little more effort, their relationship will soon fall apart."

Sadness filled Luna's eyes. "I understand."

"We need to act quickly. Our team is waiting." After saying this, Charles stopped talking to Luna.

After lunch, Abigail noticed that Luna seemed a bit upset and became worried about her.

"What's wrong? Is the sun bothering you?" Abigail placed the dishes on the table and asked her softly.

Luna shook her head. "It's nothing. I'm just tired."

Abigail walked over and gently squeezed her shoulder. "How about I take you shopping this afternoon?"

"Sure." Luna agreed immediately.

After lunch, Abigail took Luna to the mall. She planned to make some clothes for Luna. Holding Luna's hand, they entered a fabric store and began to browse.

Abigail was always very meticulous when choosing fabrics.

Spotting a stunning black and gold fabric, Abigail touched it and felt the quality. Just as she turned around to ask Luna, she realized that the person next to her was a salesperson.

"Where's my friend?" Abigail immediately let go of the fabric and anxiously scanned the store.

The salesperson looked confused. "Your friend? The one who came in with you?"

"Yes. I brought her in!" Abigail hurriedly walked past several shelves but couldn't find Luna.

In that moment, her mind went blank.

"She's an adult, so she should be fine. You can look for her outside. Maybe she's shopping nearby," the salesperson suggested with a smile, thinking that Abigail's reaction was a bit excessive.

Abigail ignored her and left the store.

The outside was bustling with people, and there was no sign of Luna.

Abigail immediately called her. However, after several attempts, there was no answer. Abigail rushed to find the mall's security.

Luna had been unusually compliant today, unlike her usual self... Could it be that she had a relapse, and I didn't notice?

Abigail searched the entire mall until it was dark, but there was still no sign of Luna.

In the end, she had no choice but to call Simond.

"Luna went shopping with me, but she's gone. Can you help me find her?" Abigail was so anxious that she was on the verge of tears. There were so many people here, and Luna's memory wasn't good. She didn't know what to do if Luna got lost.

"She has depression, not stupidity. If she can't find you, she'll eventually come back," Simond sighed.

"But this time it's different! Her symptoms were unusual today!" Abigail exclaimed in frustration. "Her memory is already deteriorating."

Simond couldn't dissuade Abigail and could only agree to help find Luna.

Abigail stood at the mall entrance and called Luna once again. Still, there was no answer.

The more Luna ignored her calls, the more anxious Abigail became.

Around 9 p.m., Abigail was exhausted. She aimlessly wandered the streets, asking everyone she encountered.

At that moment, Simond called.

Abigail answered his call. Before she could speak, Simond said, "She's been home for several hours. She's watching a movie now."

Simond's words were like a splash of cold water on Abigail's anxiety.

"What's happening between you two? If it doesn't work out, you can stay in Capitalis a little longer. I'm here, so why are you in such a hurry?" Simond was implying that Luna was clearly toying with Abigail.

Abigail bit her lip, her face turning pale. She quickly fixed her disheveled hair and softly replied, "I understand. It's fine."

"Abigail..."

"I said I understand!" Abigail's voice trembled slightly.

Then, Simond abruptly ended the call.

Abigail held her phone, feeling a sense of injustice. She stood motionless on the street for a long time.

Suddenly, her phone rang again.

Seeing that it was Sean, Abigail opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out. She chose not to answer.

She hailed a cab and leaned against the seat, staring blankly at the rapidly passing scenery outside the window.

At that moment, Sean's call came in again.

Abigail didn't want to answer, so she sent him a message.

"I'm busy at the moment. I'll get back to you later."

"I'm going to bed soon."

Abigail stared at the message for a while before typing a response.

"Let's talk tomorrow then."

She knew she shouldn't be angry with Sean, but she also knew that if she answered the phone now, he might have guessed what had happened to her.

At least, she would reply to Sean after returning home and asking Luna about what had just occurred.

On the other hand, Sean didn't reply to Abigail's message anymore.

When Abigail arrived home and saw Luna laughing while watching TV, she walked over and looked at her. "Why didn't you tell me when you left? Why didn't you answer your phone?"