I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 127 The Unwanted One

Sean’s lips traced her fair neck, and his hands began to wander. Abigail did not resist him.

Her body was heating up after she was kissed all over. When she looked at him, she asked with a trembling voice, “Why did you wear a white suit today?”

He did not answer her and kissed her lips.

When Abigail woke up the next morning, Sean had already left. She freshened up and headed to the living room, where she found Analise busy. Analise turned to her and asked, “Sean left early and

didn’t have breakfast. Did you upset him last night?”

“No. I’m going to visit his grandparents today. You don’t need to prepare lunch for me,” Abigail said

as she walked toward the kitchen.

Analise nodded. As Abigail walked out of the kitchen holding breakfast, her grandmother added, “I

made some pasta for you and Sean. I’ll put them in the freezer. If you don’t feel like cooking, just

reheat them.”

Just as Abigail sat at the dining table, she looked at Analise and asked, “Why? Are you going home?”

Analise nodded. “Yes. Living here is too restricting. I’m stuck at home all day and unable to do

anything. I’m not used to it.”

“After some time, I plan to buy a new house with a yard. You can plant flowers and greens in the

yard,” Abigail said anxiously.

“Why bother? My roots are in the village, and I can’t live in the city,” Analise said with a kind smile.

if you must go back, promise me you’ll use the

try to save

not…” Analise replied in a low

that if

secret.

moment, Analise

Abigail, casting a gentle golden

promise me, I’ll let you return. One day, if your eyesight deteriorates, I gotta return to your town to look after

nonsense are you on about… I’ll get proper treatment, so you

carried a

brought some pasta made by Analise. Although she knew Cornelie would not care for them much, she still could

put down what he was

come with you?”

returning from his business trip, so I’m here to help out,” Abigail replied before changing her shoes and carrying

scolded her with a hint of displeasure, “You didn’t have to!” Despite his words, he

immediately rushed out

and uttered softly, “The pasta is made by Grandma, and there’s a box

tea, too.”

appeared on Colby’s

for long. She gets restless cooped up at home with nothing to do,” Abigail said while

downstairs. She was still upset about the

sarcastically, “What are you doing here? If you get

you appreciate it?” Colby immediately looked

I’d rather

lips

her lips as she felt

her silence, Colby scolded Cornelie, “Do you think she gets

child?”

had the ability, would we even

infertile, but she even said

easily do the job instead of her. If she can’t bear a child, what’s she doing in