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

time, have Dahlia bring it up,” Abigail

really made

Sean nodded in agreement.

and Cornelie didn’t say

meal, Colby stated, “Sean, if you want to live a good life with her, consider having a child. We’re not young anymore. In the first three years, she tried everything to get

made a

tidy up the dining

to say it. She could only hold

the Grahams,

something everyone could do. Colby used to know that Abigail liked Sean, so he could only let her try hard to

used up all of her affection

at his grandson and sighed as he

out, just get a divorce. After all, the Quinns owe us. If you don’t

listened, feeling restless, but he didn’t

Joan, and I

she can give birth to my child. I won’t have

for your own good!” Cornelie stood up

what? Just 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

hadn’t thought about this issue for a

at Sean,

get angry with her. Instead, he stepped forward, embraced her shoulders, and said gently, “Grandma, do you know why I’ve never been able to

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

“You’re