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The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

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Chapter 154 Immediate Divorce

Cornelie went to the kitchen, displeased, and Abigail followed to help.

Afraid they might start arguing in the kitchen, Sean planned to join them, but Colby spoke up.

“They need to talk about what happened before. Your grandmother’s personality is like that, and it’s not

good for her to keep it to herself.”

“Okay…” Sean could only sit back down.

In the kitchen, Cornelie closed the door before speaking. “Wash the vegetables first. I’ll teach you. how

to cook if you don’t know how.”

Abigail walked to the sink and turned on the tap, slowly washing the vegetables.

Seeing her slow pace, Cornelie grew impatient. “At this rate, when will we have dinner?”

“If you want it faster, then come he, Abigail responded calmly. “This is the way I wash vegetables.”

“You’ve really grown bold, huh? You dare to argue with me. Do you think that just because you have a

job, you’ve grown wings? Let me tell you, if you don’t quit your job, you should divorce Sean!” Cornelie

muttered as she grabbed ingredients from the fridge.

Abigail snorted but didn’t respond.

“You’re a woman, and all you do is work. How much money can you make? Didn’t your

grandmother teach you that women should stay home to have and raise children?” Cornelie tossed the

meat onto the sink, criticizing relentlessly.

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“My grandma taught me never to think about being a man’s maid for the rest of my life, or I’ll bet done

for.” Abigail put the vegetables into the colander.

Sean and Colby were watching a show. Suddenly, they heard Cornelie’s shouts from the kitchen. “This

life is no longer livable! I can’t take it anymore! I kindly offered to cook for you both, and. Abigail

actually ridiculed me for being your maid!”

Abigail opened the kitchen door, drying her hands and looking at Sean. “I’ll leave if it’s not okay.”

Colby said in a deep voice, “You traveled for so long. Why go back now? Since you’re here, consider

this place your own home.”

“Is what she said reasonable? Am I the maid of this house?” Cornelie rushed out of the kitchen as

she questioned.

Abigail felt a bit repulsed. She turned to Cornelie and said, “Are you saying that if I don’t stop working, I

should divorce Sean? Fine, have him send the divorce agreement over, and we’ll get

done tomorrow.”

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“Abigail!” Sean’s anger flared.

“Why are you shouting at me? I’ll have you know that even if I’m made from mud, I can get angry

too. You people threaten me with divorce. Am I supposed to be scared? If you don’t want to continue

this marriage, just say so! She has a heart condition, and I can’t afford to provoke her, so I will avoid

her. How can she pick fights with me every day?” Abigail coldly questioned Sean.

“If it’s really unbearable, then get a divorce. After all, this brat has an unclear relationship with Joan. Let

this old woman find a wife who’s willing to reproduce recklessly for her grandson.” Colby also growled.

Abigail involuntarily looked at him.

“Grandpa, when Grandma took me to see the traditional doctor, that guy almost killed me with

acupuncture. But what did Grandma say? She said I was faking it. Is my life not important in her eyes?”

Abigail asked.

Colby only knew that Cornelie complained about Abigail being ungrateful and telling Sean about

being taken to a doctor.

“What happened?” Colby looked at Sean.

“I’m still looking into the matter,” Sean immediately replied.

Colby turned to Cornelie with a stern expression. “Things have gotten this serious, and you’re still

causing a scene? Could it be that you’re actually happy only if something really happens to her? That’s

enough! I’m going to draft the divorce papers!”

For three years, Sean hadn’t properly fulfilled his responsibilities at home. He was entangled with his

first love outside, and Colby couldn’t be bothered anymore.

He had a good relationship with Analise.

The Grahams had nearly killed Abigail. If they did cause her death, how was he going to explain

this to Analise?

The Quinns had raised Abigail with great difficulty. She was their only granddaughter. If the Grahams

made her lose her life, he would be in deep trouble!

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“Grandpa, this was all a misunderstanding, to begin with. You know what Grandma’s temperament is

like.” Sean gently tried to placate him.

Colby, however, sneered. “Her temperament? Tell me about her temperament! Furthermore, what

misunderstanding are you talking about? You don’t want to have a child. Why would she find all

sorts of people to help with the pregnancy if not for that? Sean, if you want freedom, fine. Three

years ago, I was wrong.”

Sean glanced at Abigail, then said after a moment, “I don’t want freedom. I accept this marriage.

Why does the matter of having a child have to be so urgent? I don’t understand why we have to

have a child!”

Abigail pressed her lips together, remaining silent.

Seeing the situation escalate, Cornelie immediately screamed, “Ever since she came to my house,

nothing good has happened! Back in my day-”

“Did I ask for your opinion? You nearly killed someone! Don’t you feel a hint of remorse? I entrusted

Sean to you, and I have no idea what kind of person you’ve turned him into!” Colby

interrupted Cornelie directly.

“Grandpa, Grandma, please stop arguing. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have come back today,”

Abigail commented softly.

“This matter has nothing to do with you. For the past three years, you’ve been a perfectly good wife. It’s

this brat who doesn’t know how to appreciate it. Let’s get the divorce done right now and stop

all this fighting!” Colby was furious at that point.