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.

go back, promise me

Don’t try to save

Analise replied in

treatment regularly, your eyes won’t go blind. The doctor said last time that if you keep this up, you’ll lose your eyesight.” Abigail expressed

secret.

that moment,

on Abigail, casting a gentle golden glow around

if your eyesight deteriorates, I

you on about… I’ll get proper

a

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

put down what he was doing and asked in a friendly

come with you?”

business trip, so I’m here to help

hand, he scolded her with a hint of displeasure,

rushed out of the

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

tea, too.”

on Colby’s face. “Did your

She can’t stay in the city for long. She gets restless cooped up at home with nothing to do,” Abigail

were chattering, Cornelie came downstairs. She was still upset about the

Abigail an annoyed look and said sarcastically, “What are you doing here? If you get hurt

to visit you. Can’t you appreciate it?” Colby immediately looked

her to. I’d rather see my

lips

pursed her lips as she felt

Cornelie, “Do you think she gets to choose whether

child?”

he had the ability, would we even need

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

instead of her. If she can’t