I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 211 Meaningless.

When Sean received the call from Abigail, he thought she was taking the initiative to apologize.

After answering, he said lazily, “Even if you’ve finally acknowledged the error of your ways, I won’t be coming back right away.”

She paused for a few seconds before curtly informing him, “Your grandmother’s at the Quinn

Residence. You need to come over.”

His smile vanished instantly. “What did my grandmother say?” he asked grimly.

“We’ll talk about it when you’re back… Grandma!” Abigail cried out before ending the call.

Still clutching his phone, Sean’s mind went blank.

Naturally, he knew what his grandmother was like and wondered why she bothered the Quinns.

Abigail didn’t expect her grandmother to faint out of the blue, and Lina was startled, too.

“Grandma!” Abigail held Analise, who had collapsed to the floor, and quickly called for an ambulance.

just file the paperwork to

She regretted not standing her ground earlier and allowing the situation to persist because Sean. opposed

Residence, a car arrived to pick her up. Joan, the driver, had fully grasped that Abigail was

driving, Joan asked complaisantly,

patted her chest apprehensively. “It all depends on Sean now. What about on your end? Are you sure it’ll work if we get

me to get involved in these things. He’d be angry if he found

worry, I’m his grandmother. What can he do to me?” Lina

for Lina, thinking, She’s old, alright. All she cares about is getting a great-grandchild. All I

of doing the dirty work

understood how Abigail knew about Sean’s marriage. Joan narrowed her eyes and thought, However, as long as

opposite lane. Joan looked at it out of habit and noticed Lina staring uncomfortably.

Residence. Abigail rode along to the hospital in Quinn Village. The prolonged wait gave her plenty of time to panic

doctor came out, she rushed over and asked anxiously, “How’s my

and may have intracranial hemorrhage. We lack the necessary equipment here. She’ll require surgery at a larger hospital,” the doctor explained

to the floor. She mused, Intracranial hemorrhage? How could this

he

intracranial hemorrhage. Arrangements have been made for her surgery,”

he snarled, “How could Grandma piss them off this badly?! Have you looked into it yet? Why did she

a new one in the city for her

say a word, but his expression