I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 598 Time to Go Home

“Grandpa… Grandpa!” The voice of the girl was still replaying in Abigail’s mind. She couldn’t control herself, and she started crying. She grabbed Sean’s shirt tightly, crying, though she had no idea she was doing that.

A doctor came charging in, and chaos ensued. Sean had to pick Abigail up in his arms, and he quickly told Analise, “She probably remembered something.” Then, he took Abigail out of the room.

Analise took the box and followed Sean.

One whole day had gone by when Abigail regained her consciousness. She sat on the bed, muttering, “What happened… to Grandpa?”

“He was announced dead yesterday.” Sean looked at her, feeling-worried.

Abigail hugged her legs, staring at the white blanket vacantly. Silently.

Sean was still gazing at her, feeling sorrowful. “What did you remember?” Gary just woke up, and he died because he got too mad.

“Just little bits. I saw my younger self throwing paper airplanes while I was on Grandpa’s shoulders,” Abigail said slowly. “I saw myself falling into the sea. Where’s my golden lock?”

the lock out of his pocket and handed it to her. Abigail took it and held it tightly as she stared at it. “I remember this lock, just a little bit. Do you know why I like designing? Because this lock has always been in my memories. It’s beautiful and timeless. I remember a hand holding it while I was trapped under the dark waters.”

hand belonged to

you can remember

smacked his hand away. “How can you know that? I want to remember everything. All the memories of me and Grandpa.” She had a feeling she liked Gary the most when she was little.

a good state. Patricia seems to hate you a

she likes Vincent a ton, even if that

calmly, “Wrong. She thinks you killed her husband. None of this would’ve happened if you hadn’t gone to the ward, or so she thinks. She thinks you shouldn’t go back home at this moment in time,

sneered. “She blames us? Grandpa wouldn’t have been hospitalized if not

home. Are you going to

still hesitant about that. “I’ll ask Grandma,” she muttered in the

came over. “You’re finally awake. You made me worry!” Analise was already

just remembered some memories, and it hurt my head, but I’m

“Eat before you get some rest. The doctor said you’ve been exhausting yourself.

shouldn’t make her

do the same. He left… with regrets, and I feel sad about it, too. I should