I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 213 Too Late

Sean hesitated to respond to Lynette’s question.

Josh cast one final glance at Sean before departing.

Seeing as no response would be forthcoming, Lynette scoffed and sat on the side. She thought, I’m going to stay right here today. I’ll prove to Abby that she can rely on me!

Abigail and Eric briefly waited in the hospital lobby before Josh caught up with them.

“Why are you guys here?” Abigail asked coolly as soon as Josh approached.

“We were worried about you, so we came over to check on you,” Josh replied.

He wasn’t great at communicating and didn’t know how to interact with her. The thought of her possibly being his sister made him nervous. He didn’t know what to do with himself.

Noticing Josh’s anxiety, Eric spoke for him, saying, “We were worried you’d get bullied if you were alone. We know Sean’s grandma is the reason your grandma’s in the hospital.”

Abigail nodded, appearing despondent. “I’m fine. I won’t let anyone bully me.”

“Why don’t we grab a bite to eat?” Josh suggested.

agreed with

She was worried about leaving Analise

care.

keep herself in good shape, thinking, If something happens to me, who will care for Grandma? Besides, the studio needs me… Also, Lexie’s gown hasn’t been completed yet. I don’t

for her, who appeared noticeably thinner. She bore a heavy

to see, so you should go back now. It

said with

this time. Analise had an aversion to their company, especially to

no matter what happens, we’re always

words to heart. Their concern and protectiveness felt more like a burden to her

put in considerable effort to convince Lynette

finally alone with Abigail again, he couldn’t help asking. “Abby, can we

since his return but now looked calm, eyeing him coldly, showing no interest in talking. “What’s there for us to talk about? Her tone

serious. “Do we have to get a

carefree, but not anymore. This time was different. It wasn’t just a matter

near-death experience is unresolved, and my grandma is injured now. Must your grandma harm everyone in my family before you

never reconcile with Lina. Just thinking of Lina reminded her of what happened to her

and your grandma’s,” Sean vowed, clenching his fists. Even his jaw was tense. “And Joan and

true that he bore responsibility for

you to marry me. It was wrong of me. You don’t love me. I deserve to suffer at your hands, but three years is enough. Please release me from this. I’m begging you

hoarsely, When Grandma wakes divorce proceedings.”