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.

her grandmother had mentioned it, Sean had

aware he was upset with her

to heart… Old people tend to be

her off. “Is it her being naggy, or you subtly hinting at

eyes. Quickly, she replied in a cool

papers now.”

with me right now,” Sean said,

resting by her side. “Let’s go. We should buy groceries first.

medicine Victor had recommended to her was quite effective. Abigail planned to buy a bottle for

her to go

tone turned cold. “You should stay here and take care of

show. Don’t meddle in my work,” Abigail said, her

“Abigail…”

with my job. I’ll handle things here with my grandmother on my own. If something like this happens again,

her head to look

quite bold, aren’t you?” Sean looked at her in

my work,”

Sean said icily,

kitchen while Abigail, due to Luna’s persistent calls for

in her room, using her tablet to explain

finished sending the drawings to Luna,

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

a look.” Abigail zipped up her

head slightly lowered.

stir–frying some vegetables.

it as an excuse to escape.

gave a small hum in acknowledgment and went to wash the

the haze of cooking fumes, stole a glance

to consider my suggestion. If you think money

some.”

just leave. No need for the extra commentary,”