I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 127

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.

and I can’t live in the city,” Analise

if you must go back, promise me you’ll use

diabetes every month. Don’t try to save money

replied

follow your treatment regularly, your eyes won’t go blind. The doctor said last time that if you keep

secret.

that moment, Analise fell

casting a gentle golden glow

day, if your eyesight deteriorates, I gotta return to your town

about… I’ll get proper treatment, so you don’t have

carried a hint

Although she knew Cornelie would not care for them much,

what he was doing

come with you?”

help out,” Abigail replied before changing her shoes and carrying a beautiful little

saw the basket in her hand, he scolded her with a hint of displeasure, “You

out of the

uttered softly, “The pasta is made by Grandma,

tea, too.”

Colby’s face. “Did your grandmother visit

leaving tomorrow. She can’t stay in the city for long. She gets restless cooped up at home with

downstairs. She was

said sarcastically, “What are you doing here? If you get hurt again, will you complain

came to visit you. Can’t you appreciate

rather see my grandson instead!”

lips as

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