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.

and I can’t live in the city,” Analise said with a kind

go back, promise me

every month. Don’t try to save money on

replied in a low

time that if you keep this up, you’ll lose your

secret.

moment, Analise fell

a gentle golden glow around

you promise me, I’ll let you return. One day, if your eyesight deteriorates, I gotta return to your town to look after

on about… I’ll get proper treatment, so

voice carried a hint

Abigail brought some pasta made by Analise. Although she knew Cornelie would not care for them much, she still could not

saw her, he put down what he was doing and asked

come with you?”

trip, so I’m here to help

basket in her hand, he scolded her with a hint

rushed out of

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

tea, too.”

smile immediately appeared on Colby’s face. “Did your

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

downstairs. She was still upset about

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

visit you. Can’t you appreciate it?” Colby immediately looked

her to. I’d rather see my grandson instead!”

her lips