I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 213 Too Late

Sean hesitated to respond to Lynette’s question.

Josh cast one final glance at Sean before departing.

Seeing as no response would be forthcoming, Lynette scoffed and sat on the side. She thought, I’m going to stay right here today. I’ll prove to Abby that she can rely on me!

Abigail and Eric briefly waited in the hospital lobby before Josh caught up with them.

“Why are you guys here?” Abigail asked coolly as soon as Josh approached.

“We were worried about you, so we came over to check on you,” Josh replied.

He wasn’t great at communicating and didn’t know how to interact with her. The thought of her possibly being his sister made him nervous. He didn’t know what to do with himself.

Noticing Josh’s anxiety, Eric spoke for him, saying, “We were worried you’d get bullied if you were alone. We know Sean’s grandma is the reason your grandma’s in the hospital.”

Abigail nodded, appearing despondent. “I’m fine. I won’t let anyone bully me.”

“Why don’t we grab a bite to eat?” Josh suggested.

with

eating, Abigail scarfed her food down. She was worried about leaving

care.

in good shape, thinking, If something happens to me, who will care for Grandma? Besides, the

noticeably thinner. She bore a heavy burden, which was clear

done. I’m heading back to the hospital. You’ve seen what you came to see, so you should

said

their company, especially to Josh. As

we’re

with a hum, though she didn’t take his words to heart. Their concern and protectiveness felt more like a

she put in considerable

there. Now that he was finally alone with Abigail

no interest in talking. “What’s there for us to

we have to

the past, whenever she brought up the topic of divorce, he had been confident it wouldn’t ome to pass. He used to be carefree, but not anymore. This time was

everyone in my family before you consider divorce? Whether it’s Joan or your grandma, they act

could never reconcile with Lina. Just thinking of Lina reminded her of what happened to her grandmother. Her resentment was permanent, and she could never forgive Lina

for your suffering and your grandma’s,” Sean vowed, clenching his fists. Even his jaw was tense. “And Joan and I were never in a relationship. You’re the only woman I’ve ever been involved

was true that he bore responsibility for the

the use of saying these things now? Sean, from the very beginning, I shouldn’t have chosen to marry you. It’s my fault. I forced you to marry me. It was wrong of me. You don’t love me. I deserve to suffer at your hands, but three years is enough. Please release me from this. I’m begging

his lips tightly. Finally, he said hoarsely, When Grandma wakes divorce proceedings.” With those words, he felt his