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.

Abigail drank her soup. “Grandma, if you must go back, promise me you’ll use the money to treat

your diabetes every month. Don’t try to save money on it.”

“I’m not…” Analise replied in a low voice.

“If you follow your 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 her worry and no longer kept it a

secret.

At that moment, Analise fell silent.

The morning sun shone on Abigail, casting a gentle golden glow around her. She looked

exceptionally tender. “Grandma, if you promise me, I’ll let you return. One day, if your eyesight

deteriorates, I gotta return to your town to look after you.”

“What nonsense are you on about… I’ll get proper treatment, so you don’t have to worry. Okay?”

Analise’s voice carried a hint of sadness.

At the Graham Estate, Abigail brought some pasta made by Analise. Although she knew Cornelie

would not care for them much, she still could not come empty-handed.

When Colby saw her, he put down what he was doing and asked in a friendly tone, “Didn’t Sean

come with you?”

“He’s even busier after returning from his business trip, so I’m here to help out,” Abigail replied before

changing her shoes and carrying a beautiful little basket.

When he saw the basket in her hand, he scolded her with a hint of displeasure, “You didn’t have to!”

Despite his words, he still called out, “Dahlia.”

She immediately rushed out of the kitchen.

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

tea, too.”

A smile immediately appeared on Colby’s face. “Did your grandmother visit you?”

“Yes, but she’s leaving tomorrow. She can’t stay in the city for long. She gets restless cooped up at

home with nothing to do,” Abigail said while chatting casually with him.

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

acupuncture incident, so she gave Abigail an annoyed look and said sarcastically, “What are you doing

here? If you get hurt again, will you complain to Sean, too?”

“She came to visit you. Can’t you appreciate it?” Colby immediately looked displeased.

“Didn’t ask her to. I’d rather see my grandson instead!” Cornelie retorted.

Abigail pursed her lips as she felt uncomfortable.

Abigail pursed her lips as she felt uncomfortable.

Seeing her silence, Colby scolded Cornelie, “Do you think she gets to choose whether she can bear a

child?”

“Oh, should Sean do it then? If he had the ability, would we even need her? I found a traditional

medicine doctor for her. Not only is she infertile, but she even said I brought the doctor to harm

her! Fine! Joan can easily do the job instead of her. If she can’t bear a child, what’s she doing in our

family?” Cornelie felt more agitated and started speaking without restraint.

Colby suddenly slapped the coffee table. “Enough! What good is it for Joan to follow Sean without

status or identity? I think you’re blinded by jealousy and just babbling at this point!”

“Grandpa, Grandma, I didn’t come to start an argument. I’ll just grab something and leave.” Abigail

hurriedly stood up before heading upstairs.

The elderly couple used to be very harmonious, but in the two years since Sean got married, their

arguments had become more frequent, mainly due to issues related to child-making.

Abigail had only taken a few steps when Cornelie clutched her chest and started moaning in pain.

“Dahlia, call Sean oyer… My chest hurts…”.

“Call the family doctor.” Colby immediately suppressed his anger and rushed to support her.

Cornelie was still worked up and pushed him away, crying, “You always side with her. With her

around, there’s never peace at home!”

“You

go

ahead and take care of your business,” he said with frustration.

Abigail felt deeply upset. With that, she turned around and headed upstairs.

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