I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean)

Chapter 868 A Love Story

She seemed to share some similarities with Luna from before, with her pink-dyed hair and cool attire.

"Nice to meet you. There's no need for introductions; everyone knows who you are," Shaunee said comfortably.

Isla approached Abigail, calling her with a hint of shyness, "Abigail." All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

"It's okay to just call me Abigail. Let's not worry about the generational mix-up," Abigail felt it was only fitting to be called Abigail by Isla.

Despite Cameron going solo, the bond between Cameron and Sean remained unchangeable.

"Nice to meet you all," Damon's wife greeted them.

Abigail was meeting Damon's wife for the first time and was slightly surprised before smiling and shaking her hand. "Nice to meet you."

"I'm Eilane Horton," Damon's wife introduced herself, even showing her name typed on her phone.

Eliane was a unique and interesting name; no wonder Damon liked her.

"Eilane, your name is very interesting. Your parents must be quite fun people, right?" Abigail's eyes curved in amusement.

"Personally, I think they are the best parents in the world. I was very fond of eating as a child, so they changed my name to this when I was four. Interesting, isn't it?" Eilane led Abigail to the sofa to sit.

Through Eilane's unique name, everyone got a glimpse of her upbringing. Born into a not-so- wealthy family, her parents' greatest wish was her happiness. She grew up rich in spirit, always the little sunbeam.

"I love reading novels. How did you and Damon meet?" Shaunee's eyes sparkled with curiosity, fascinated by the classic narratives of wealthy men falling for ordinary women.

"No wonder Alfie understands the tropes of wealthy family dramas so well," Kevin muttered quietly from the men's side, overhearing Shaunee's comments.

Eilane glanced at Damon, playing cards beside Alfie, her eyes brimming with deep affection, "It's quite a story. He was idling in a game, got killed, and I, a lifestyle player, saved him. I even sent him a bunch of resurrection and health potions. He friended me after receiving them, asking why I sent them."

"And then?" Shaunee seemed a bit disappointed with the ordinary start.

"I told him I would send these to anyone I see getting killed. He thought I was a fool," Eilane said, breaking into laughter.

Abigail listened quietly.

She thought their serene encounter was beautiful.

"Is that all?" Shimeng lost interest, grabbed a cherry from nearby, and sighed. "I thought there would be some impressive plot."

"The impressive part is yet to come," Eilane said slowly.

"Then spill it out!" Shimeng urged impatiently.

Isla also stared with curious eyes. "Come on, tell us."

Abigail noticed that Isla had become much livelier than before, which seemed to be a positive result of Cameron's resignation.

Eilane, with a smile as cunning as a fox, hinted at something profound. "Then, one day, I saved someone at a respawn point by giving him lots of revival potions. But then, I was killed by the campers around, and the person I saved just ran away with my potions, leaving me behind."

"Then Damon came to save you?" Abigail asked.

"Yes, Damon arrived with his guild members, all flamboyantly dressed with colorful hair, riding flying swords, looking as if they were from a magic world. Very cool," Eilane recalled, smiling as she lay on the ground watching them arrive.

"Oh my God!!" Shaunee pinched Isla's arm.

Isla winced, "Gentle, Shaunee, gentle!"

"I'm too excited... This is exactly the type of melodramatic story I adore!" Shaunee released her grip, twisting her body in excitement.

Alfie, watching from the side, grinned. "Isn't my wife just adorable?"

"Absolutely," Kevin commented sarcastically, unable to deny the cuteness of the girls gossiping together.

"And really, girls together are just explosively cute," Alfie expressed his fondness for Shaunee.

Sean silently watched Abigail, surprised that she, too, enjoyed such romantic gossip.

"The guy who got killed came back for revenge, frequently ambushing me when I was off-guard. Damon couldn't stand it; whenever I logged in, he would team up with me, silently following. Whether I was gathering herbs, mining, or crafting potions, he was always there, watching over me," Eilane continued, her eyes turning to Damon.

Damon, a reserved and kind person, never forgot the one who saved him.

"I never told him, but when he was with me, I felt incredibly secure. That was when I slowly began to like him. But he was always dressed in such expensive gear that I was too intimidated to talk more. It was the first time in my content life that I felt a bit inferior," Eilane spoke softly.

Damon instinctively smiled gently at her.

"Look at him, always nearby, just watching over me. It felt so wonderful," Eilane's smile was sweeter than ever.

"Later, I bought an outfit for three hundred. It hurt to spend that much, but I wanted to look nicer, to be closer to him," Eilane exhaled deeply.