The Spare Wife

Chapter 155 Disgusted

Sean walked over to Abigail. He held her hand as he said to Cornelie, “Since you don’t like her, I won’t come back in the future. If you really miss me, just come to my company.”

“Sean, I’m your grandma…” Cornelie hurriedly reached out to grab his hand, her voice trembling.

“I never said you weren’t, but you keep causing a scene like this, and everyone is exhausted. She hasn’t been home for half a year, and when she finally comes back, you still make things difficult for her,” Sean stated.

He wouldn’t divorce Abigail.

Skipping dinner was fine.

Colby sneered upon hearing that . nat, you’re not getting a divorce anymore? Weren’t you dissatisfied with this marriage? Your grandma doesn’t like this daughter-in-law either. Let’s call it quits. Everyone goes their separate ways! Anyway, Sean, you’re still entangled with your first love. You won’t find any good woman if you continue like that.”

“Why are you speaking about your grandson like this?” Cornelie suddenly shouted at Colby.

I’m just stating the facts. Which part of what I said is false? You like Joan, right? Call her over and let her take care of you.” Colby continued to watch the TV after saying this.

Cornelie was infuriated and stormed into the kitchen.

“Let’s eat first and then leave,” Sean whispered to Abigail.

“I’ll

first. When it’s time, have Dahlia bring it up,” Abigail

Cornelie really made her feel

Sean nodded in agreement.

room, and Cornelie didn’t say

her, consider having a child. We’re not young anymore. In the first three years,

just made a sound

tidy

still displeased, but she didn’t dare to say it. She could only

was clear that the Quinns owed the Grahams, but now it seemed

for three years wasn’t something everyone could do. Colby used to know that Abigail liked

all of her affection for him over

at his grandson and sighed as he got

just get a divorce. After all, the Quinns owe us. If you don’t want to have a child with her,

feeling restless, but he

like Joan, and

like Joan, but you believe she can give birth to my child. I won’t have a child with any woman.” Sean stood up indifferently,

own good!” Cornelie

because you think it’s for my good, do I have to go along with your ideas? I don’t quite understand why you, as a woman, have such a strong hatred toward Abigail. Do you feel very happy to

thought about this issue for a long

looked at Sean,

her shoulders, and said gently, “Grandma, do you know why I’ve never been able to truly get

I’m being good to you,” Cornelie said,

“You’re