I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 93 Nagging About Pregnancy

Abigail felt like she was just an extra.

Analise watched the young couple with a pleased smile. “You two aren’t getting any younger. When are you going to have a child?” she suddenly asked Abigail and Sean during breakfast.”

Abigail knew Sean hated being pressured about having a child, and she didn’t want him to misunderstand. She quickly replied, “We’re considering it. My health might not be the best, so I haven’t conceived yet. We’re trying, though.”

Sean remained silent, his face tense.

Analise nodded gently. “A woman’s chances of conceiving decrease after twenty–eight, and it gets even riskier after thirty. I’ll find you a traditional doctor. You should try some herbal remedies.”

In reality, Sean’s grandmother had already tried all of this.

Every time Sean received medicine, he would discreetly dispose of it and not give it to Abigail.

Abigail nodded and muttered in agreement, but she couldn’t help stealing glances at Sean.

After finishing breakfast, Sean drove Abigail and Analise back home.

Julie was already waiting for them at home.

Sean and Abigail helped the elderly woman into her room, with Julie following behind.

“Julie, please take care of my grandmother. I’m going out to buy some medicine for her foot injury, and I’ll grab some groceries too.” Abigail stood at the doorway, looking a bit anxious at Sean, who had gone out.

“Go ahead,” Analise said, still smiling.

Abigail hurried out the door and saw Sean waiting for her at the staircase.

him nervously, aware of how touchy

childbirth.

Sean had hardly said a word, only occasionally

was upset with

heart… Old people tend to be

impatiently cut her off. “Is it her being naggy, or you subtly

fleeting trace of pain in her eyes. Quickly, she

papers now.”

with me right now,” Sean said,

then released the hand resting by her side. “Let’s go. We should buy groceries first. I also need to get a

her was quite effective. Abigail planned to buy

her to go

and take care of your grandmother. She has trouble

I’ll head back to the show. Don’t meddle in my work,” Abigail said, her frustration building up inside,

“Abigail…”

things here with my grandmother on my own. If

speaking and turned her head

bold, aren’t you?” Sean looked

my work,” Abigail replied

please,” Sean said icily,

himself in the kitchen while Abigail, due to Luna’s

using her tablet to explain

finished sending the drawings to Luna, there

her bag. She

up her bag and stood up, heading to the kitchen with

head slightly lowered.

sleeves and stir–frying some vegetables. Julie, seeing Abigail come