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 money to

every month. Don’t try to save money

Analise replied

go blind. The doctor said last time that if you keep this up, you’ll lose your eyesight.” Abigail expressed her worry and no

secret.

moment, Analise fell

morning sun shone on Abigail, casting a gentle golden glow around

me, I’ll let you return. One day, if your eyesight deteriorates,

on about… I’ll get proper treatment, so you don’t have

carried a hint of

Although she knew Cornelie would not care

he was doing and asked in a friendly tone,

come with you?”

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

scolded her with a hint

rushed out of

walked over to him and uttered softly, “The pasta is made by Grandma, and there’s

tea, too.”

smile immediately appeared on Colby’s face. “Did your

in the city for long. She gets restless

they were chattering, Cornelie came downstairs. She

“What are you doing

you. Can’t you appreciate it?” Colby

I’d rather see my grandson instead!”

her lips as she

pursed her lips as

you think she gets

child?”

he had the ability, would we

Not only is she infertile, but she even said I brought the doctor

her. If she can’t bear a child, what’s