I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 93 Nagging About Pregnancy

Abigail felt like she was just an extra.

Analise watched the young couple with a pleased smile. “You two aren’t getting any younger. When are you going to have a child?” she suddenly asked Abigail and Sean during breakfast.”

Abigail knew Sean hated being pressured about having a child, and she didn’t want him to misunderstand. She quickly replied, “We’re considering it. My health might not be the best, so I haven’t conceived yet. We’re trying, though.”

Sean remained silent, his face tense.

Analise nodded gently. “A woman’s chances of conceiving decrease after twenty–eight, and it gets even riskier after thirty. I’ll find you a traditional doctor. You should try some herbal remedies.”

In reality, Sean’s grandmother had already tried all of this.

Every time Sean received medicine, he would discreetly dispose of it and not give it to Abigail.

Abigail nodded and muttered in agreement, but she couldn’t help stealing glances at Sean.

After finishing breakfast, Sean drove Abigail and Analise back home.

Julie was already waiting for them at home.

Sean and Abigail helped the elderly woman into her room, with Julie following behind.

“Julie, please take care of my grandmother. I’m going out to buy some medicine for her foot injury, and I’ll grab some groceries too.” Abigail stood at the doorway, looking a bit anxious at Sean, who had gone out.

“Go ahead,” Analise said, still smiling.

Abigail hurried out the door and saw Sean waiting for her at the staircase.

She approached him nervously, aware of how touchy he was about his grandmother’s remarks on

childbirth.

had mentioned it, Sean had hardly said a word,

was upset with

tend to be naggy… she tried to reassure

impatiently cut her off. “Is it her being naggy, or you subtly

Sean, a fleeting trace of pain in her eyes. Quickly, she

papers now.”

pick a fight with me right now,”

then released the hand resting by her side. “Let’s go. We

quite effective. Abigail planned to buy

joined her to

turned cold. “You should stay here and take care of your grandmother. She has trouble moving around, and

the show. Don’t meddle in my work,”

“Abigail…”

handle things here with my grandmother on my own. If

speaking and turned her head to look out of the

you?” Sean

my work,” Abigail replied

you please,” Sean said icily, falling

lunch, Sean busied himself in the kitchen while Abigail, due to

tablet

the drawings to Luna, there was a knock

back into her bag. She looked disapproving. “You’re hiding in your room, and you don’t even think to help

look.” Abigail zipped up her bag and stood up, heading to

head slightly lowered.

was rolling up his sleeves and stir–frying some vegetables. Julie, seeing Abigail

used it as an excuse to escape. “I’ll go

hum in acknowledgment and went to wash the

haze of cooking fumes, stole a glance at Abigail. “After we

time to consider my suggestion. If you

some.”

leaving, then just leave. No need for the extra commentary,” Abigail said,