I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 130 See You Around

Sean looked at Cornelie, and after a while, he spoke gently, “Grandma, do you not care about me anymore?”

At his words, she immediately held his hand and looked at him with eyes full of affection. “I watched you grow up. How could I not care about you? I just wanted her to bear a child. Is it not for your good? Now that I’m still here, I can look after the child for you. When my health deteriorates, who will you rely on to raise the child?”

“Can we take it slow about the child matter?” He looked at her with a somewhat indifferent

expression.

Hearing that, Abigail glanced at him, not understanding why he refused to have a child. However, she did not dwell on it. Even if he wanted a child now, it was none of her business.

“It’s been three years. Isn’t that slow enough?” Cornelie glared at him.

“In any case, she can’t bear a child alone, so your pressure won’t work.” He was finally openly discussing the matter.

At that moment, she began to understand that her grandson was unwilling to have a child with Abigail. She looked at Abigail and quickly concluded that she was not favored by him. However, she

also understood that he had never married her out of love.

“Let’s have a heart-to-heart talk. You’re always busy with work and rarely return. I don’t have the

chance to talk to you,” she said gently, her eyes filled with affection.

Since their conversation had come to this point, Abigail turned around sensibly. Before Sean could say anything, he heard the sound of the door closing behind him.

and Joan in the

him. When she saw Abigail, she looked at

and lips pressed together, deep

might be

your relationship with Sean?”

and Alana?” Abigail responded

and Scan?” Joan retorted confidently as if she were

sneer sarcastically, but she chose

Sean?” Joan persisted, refusing to back down. Though she had

retorted, “Who are you to

put on an ambiguous smile. “I already know, even if you don’t

furrowed her

Kevin could not help but speak up, “Miss Palmer, how about

Joan did not want to

for dinner alone?

the side, she took out her phone to

the corridor

lowered

be a way for the Quinns to repay us, but

more like we’re

has nothing to

Joan?” She stared at him, treating his

unheard.

“Don’t get any funny ideas, Grandma. The thing with Joan is not

any funny ideas, Grandma. The

I can’t tell you

industry, and if he were

anyone,

chances. What he could do for her was to fulfill