I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 603

Patricia didn't believe what Sean said and immediately retorted, "Don't spew nonsense here!"

"Money is the hardest thing to hide. I believe he'll be arrested soon, and then he'll spend the rest of his life in prison." Sean sighed. "Be kind to Abigail, and I can make sure he has a few more days to enjoy out here. You've provoked me now."

As Vincent listened to Sean's words, he became a little nervous. Among these people, he wasn't afraid of anyone except for the fearless Sean.

Sean smiled at Patricia. "I'll do everything in my power to ensure that both he and Martha end up in prison. Don't worry. If I disappoint you, I'll change my last name."

Lawrence admired Sean's personality. Now, they needed an outsider to deal with this stubborn old lady.

"As long as I remain silent, she can never officially be a part of this family," Patricia said, staring at Sean.

Sean chuckled. "In the box Old Mr. Pearson gave to Abigail, there are instructions on how she can officially return to the Pearson Family, as well as the transfer of some assets. If you obstruct that, Vincent will have nothing left. Old Mr. Pearson has already found a lawyer, and as soon as Abigail arrives, the process will begin."

Patricia couldn't believe that her husband, with whom she'd shared a bed, had done so much behind her back.

"You've lost thoroughly, Old Mrs. Pearson," he said slowly.

Just as he finished speaking, Abigail and Scarlett came downstairs.

"It's time for dinner. Stop arguing," Scarlett said with the air of the house's matriarch.

Patricia's expression was ugly, and she didn't say a word.

Scarlett paid her no mind and led Abigail directly to the dining room. "What do you like to eat? I'll make a menu for you, so you'll have a different meal every day. What do you think?"

Abigail calmly replied, "It's not necessary to go through all that trouble. I eat anything. I'm not a picky eater."

When Lawrence heard that, his nose stung as his eyes welled up with tears. "You've suffered."

Abigail felt a bit awkward at his words. She didn't really consider herself to have suffered, especially with her grandmother being so kind to her. But she didn't want to explain, as it would be too troublesome.

Meanwhile, Patricia looked at her with disdain and said nothing.

After everyone took their seats, Abigail's mood began to slowly change.

She hadn't expected to have dinner with the mastermind behind Luna's suffering and even share a blood connection with him.

She was usually quiet while eating, but Patricia kept eyeing her and did not look pleased.

Under the stare, Abigail found it quite difficult to swallow her food.

Just then, Sean put a dish on Abigail's plate. "This one is good. Give it a try."

"Oh." Scarlett's face revealed a sense of disappointment.

Abigail didn't notice and continued eating her food.

Patricia, on the other hand, gave a secret snort. No matter how hard they try to curry favor, Abigail simply ignores them. She has long regarded the old lady in Pendorf as her closest family.

After finishing the meal, Abigail told Scarlett, "I'll be working tonight. If there's nothing important, please don't disturb me. Don't knock on my door, too. It will disrupt my thoughts."

"Can I bring you milk at 10.00PM?" Scarlett asked. She really wanted to fulfill the role of a mother for Abigail.

"Sure. I won't lock the door before I go to sleep." When Abigail said that, she couldn't help glancing at Sean.

Sean used to have Cameron prepare milk for her.

"What's wrong?" He was a bit puzzled.

"Where will you sleep tonight?" Abigail let slip the question without thinking. He couldn't really sleep at the Pearson Residence, could he?

"I've bought a house in this neighborhood, and I've already moved in. I'll chat with your dad a little and then leave." He knew that she didn't want him to stay at the Pearson Residence. After all, they hadn't established a relationship yet, and it would be awkward to live together.