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

drank her soup. “Grandma, if you must go back, promise me you’ll use

month. Don’t try to save money on

Analise replied in a

eyes won’t go blind. The doctor said last time that if you keep this up, you’ll

secret.

that moment,

morning sun shone on Abigail, casting a gentle golden glow around

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

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

voice carried a

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

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

come with you?”

after returning from his business trip, so I’m here to help out,” Abigail replied before changing her

her hand, he scolded her with a hint of displeasure, “You didn’t have to!” Despite his words, he still

rushed out of

softly, “The pasta is made

tea, too.”

smile immediately appeared on Colby’s face. “Did

gets restless cooped

came downstairs. She was still upset

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

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

to. I’d rather see my grandson

pursed her lips as