Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 154

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.

“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.