Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean)
Chapter 155

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," Sear 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 replace 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

go upstairs first. When it's time, have Dahlia bring it up," Abigail said.

Having dinner with Cornelie really made her feel nauseous.

Sean nodded in agreement.

After dinner, Abigail ate in her room, and Cornelie didn't say a word at the dining table.

After finishing the 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 pregnant. She took injections and medication, but you refused. If you continue to refuse, don't hold her back."

Sean just made a sound of acknowledgment.

Dahlia began to tidy up the dining table.

Cornelie was still displeased, but she didn't dare to say it. She could only hold it in.

It was clear that the Quinns owed the Grahams, but now it seemed like they owed Abigail!

Sticking it out for three years wasn't something everyone could do. Colby used to know that Abigail liked Sean, so he could only let her try hard to see if Sean would develop feelings for her.

But it was obvious that Abigail had used up all of her affection for him over these three years.

Colby glanced at his grandson and sighed as he got up.

'Sean, if it's not working out, just get a divorce. After all, the Quinns owe us. If you don't want to have a child with her, let's replace someone else," Cornelie muttered quickly when Colby went upstairs. Sean listened, feeling restless, but he didn't say a word.

You like Joan, and I like her too..."

'Grandma, it's not that you 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, not wanting to say more.

"Sean, I'm doing this for your own good!" Cornelie stood up as well.

"So 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 a strong hatred toward Abigail. Do you feel very happy to give birth to children?" Sean asked seriously.

Cornelie hadn't thought about this issue for a long time.

She looked at Sean, her face showing puzzlement.

Seeing her like this, Sean couldn't 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 truly get angry with "You know that I'm being good to you," Cornelie said, feeling wronged.

"You're

my

relative and my dearest grandmother. Of course, I never doubt your kindness to me." Sean led her to sit down on the couch.

"But Grandma, you need to change your way of thinking. Times have changed. You can't treat your daughter-in-law with the same standards you grew up with," Sean slowly explained to her. Cornelie was unhappy. "Why can't I? We all grew up like this. Why is Abigail exempt from it?"

"Only a woman without her own ideas will follow such standards," Sean said calmly.

It was obvious that Abigail did have her own ideas.

He understood very well that trying to change Cornelie's mindset, who came from an older era, would be incredibly difficult. It might even be impossible for that change to ever happen. "What ideas? What's the use of marrying someone if a woman won't have children? Who is spoiling her?" Cornelie grumbled in discontent.

"Grandma. Sean frowned.

"If you can convince me, why not convince her?" Cornelie asked, then turned to tidy up the cover on the couch.

Sean also knew that it wouldn't be easy to persuade her, so he patted her shoulder and went upstairs.

After he went upstairs, Cornelie leaned angrily on the couch, rolling her eyes.

Abigail thinks she can just throw a tantrum all over this house like she owns it, huh? After all these years of me running the show at the Graham Residence, am I supposed to just let a daughter-in-law walk all over me? No way! Abigail's display of disrespect today won't slip past me. She's got another thing coming if she thinks I'll just let it slide. This place doesn't belong to her, and I won't tolerate her tantrums. She's got some nerve!