Abandoned by All I Took It All Back novel Chapter 213

Hearing that her daughter was looking for work, Abigail felt a small sense of relief.

At least Marjorie hadn't completely given up.

Abigail set the fruit platter down and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Marjorie, don't rush into anything. When Clark gets back, you should talk to him. You two aren't getting any younger. It's time our families met to discuss your future."

"We'll see," Marjorie said, sitting up and running a frustrated hand through her hair. "His family looks down on me. I don't even know what's going on right now. Mom, let's not talk about this. If Clark wanted to break up, he should have at least told me to my face. He wouldn't just ghost me like this."

Abigail finally understood. It seemed Clark was trying to sever ties with Marjorie for good.

No wonder Marjorie was being ostracized at work. The signs had been there all along.

"Marjorie, don't worry. It's a good thing you two didn't get married. Clark never does anything useful anyway. If it weren't for his parents backing him, he'd be a nobody. If you ask me, breaking up with him isn't a bad thing. My dear daughter, you’re so wonderful. You'll definitely find a man a hundred times better than Clark."

As Abigail spoke, an image of West's face appeared in her mind.

If only she had been more patient back then, waited a couple of years, maybe Marjorie and West would be married by now. Marjorie would be the proprietor's wife at The Tasting Room.

West and Marjorie had been so close since childhood. He became a chef just so she could eat delicious food every day.

A thought sparked in Abigail's mind.

Marjorie was single now, and West didn't have a girlfriend. Maybe they could get back together.

The Holt family was no longer the poor family they once were.

Easton was leasing land in the countryside; most of the village's fields were under his management. He was a business owner now.

West's restaurant was booming. His daily income must be in the thousands!

Besides, Ethan and Grace were good-natured people, nothing like Clark's snobbish parents.

Abigail vented while she grabbed some tomatoes, sliced them up, and made a salad instead.

Jarvis didn't dare say a word. He turned to the sink to wash some leafy greens.

Seeing him, Abigail found fault with his actions again.

"What are you good for? You think water is free? Can't you fill a basin to wash them? All brawn and no brains. After decades with you, I haven't had a single day of peace."

Jarvis remained silent. He took a basin from the rack, placed it under the faucet, and turned on the water.

He wanted to argue that these kinds of greens had tiny insects and were best cleaned under running water, not in a basin.

But he swallowed the words.

If he said one thing back, Abigail would rebuke him with ten.