Chapter 134: A Single Abigail?

As their car approached the studio, Sean turned to Abigail instead of unlocking the door. "You should terminate your studio's collaboration with Anthony. The penalty fee on Kevin's side can be waived."

"If you have to add conditions to your concession, then forget it," she retorted, reaching for the car door. Finding it locked, she glared at him, breathing heavily.

He stared back calmly. "Don't overreact, Abigail. You've mentioned divorce several times but found reasons to stay. What's this about?"

"Open the door. I need to get to work."

"Terminate your collaboration with—"

"It's not up to me. I get paid for the job," she interrupted indifferently. He remained unwavering. "Open the door," she repeated, pushing against the door.

Only then did he unlock it. He couldn't refute her; he'd confirmed L.Moon was a joint venture between her and Luna. Abigail designed high-end custom clothing; Luna handled customer acquisition.

Abigail walked toward her studio, Sean watching her until she disappeared before driving away. He went to the hospital to take his grandmother home, then called Kevin away from the show.

Inside the studio, Abigail called Anthony. He answered immediately. "Rare to hear from you. Dinner tonight?" His voice was delighted.

Clearing her throat, she replied, "I'm sorry for leaving in a hurry last night. I can't make it tonight either. I'll be busy, but I'll make it up to you later." Luna was on a business trip after securing a loan yesterday.

"No rush. Is everything alright between you and Mr. Graham?" he asked politely.

"Yeah, we're fine. You should get back to work. I need to focus too," she said quickly.

"Professor Gibson left an address. If you need help with what's coming up, don't hesitate to reach out. I'll take you to see him," he offered kindly.

Surprise flickered in her eyes. "Really?"

"Why would I lie? But since he doesn't know you well, he might need me to bring you," he admitted, a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

Abigail nodded. "You have a close relationship with Professor Gibson, don't you?"

He answered openly. "Indeed. When I was in high school, his wife needed cancer surgery, and he had to tutor privately. My father hired him as my exclusive history tutor."

"You liked history?" she asked curiously.

Anthony chuckled. "You could say I had a fondness for it."

"I see," she replied.

"Alright, get back to work," he said cheerfully, ending the call.

Abigail immersed herself in her work. Sean, however, didn't return to work. He met Kevin for a drink. Sean silently sipped his alcohol while Kevin rested his chin on his hand, looking lost.

After half an hour of silence, Kevin sighed. "Is this about Mrs. Graham?"

"Tell me. Why is she acting this way?" Sean asked, confused.

Kevin shook his head. "I haven't interacted much with you two, so I don't know your relationship."

Sean set down his glass. "If it worked, would I be here? Can't you be more helpful?"

"Fine. What's her relationship with Anthony? His gaze toward her seems…intense," Kevin analyzed.

"He's asked her to dinner twice, using work as an excuse," Sean said, tugging at his tie in frustration.

"Is he trying to steal her away?" Kevin asked, surprised.

Pouring himself another drink, Sean replied coldly, "We have a secret marriage, and she probably hasn't told him."

"There's something I want to say, but…"

"Then don't," Sean interrupted, taking a sip.

Kevin hesitated, dissatisfied. "I'm going to say it."

Sean glared at him.

Kevin hurried on. "Since you care about Abigail, why keep your marriage a secret? Why not tell Anthony she's your wife?"

"Can't she say it herself? I won't do anything to her even if she did," Sean replied with displeasure.

Kevin thought, Just keep being proud. Someone might steal your wife. Seeing Sean's silence, he analyzed, "You know her personality. If she's acting like this, something's wrong, perhaps something at the show. Ask her. What can't a married couple discuss openly?"

Sean gave him a meaningful look. Kevin grabbed his phone. "Let me probe for you."

He dialed Abigail. Sean watched intently as Kevin put the call on speakerphone. "Mrs. Graham—"

"Wrong number," a cold voice responded before the call ended.