The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham) novel Chapter 584

Chapter 584 Have to Relent 

Abigail looked at Sean and smiled bitterly. “Did he tell you we’d be having a kid in a couple of years?” 

“Yep.” Analise nodded, smiling happily. 

Abigail didn’t feel too good about this, but her grandmother was smiling, so she nodded. “We’ll try to get a baby in a couple of years, then.” She didn’t say she’d do it immediately, thinking that if she had a couple of years, she might be able to accept Sean eventually. Why do I get the feeling I’m forced to go on a blind date? 

Analise felt relieved after Abigail told her the answer she wanted to hear. “You should be thinking about getting a kid. It’s not good for your body if you get one when you’re too old. I’ve gone through this, so listen to me. I wouldn’t hurt you, would I?” said Analise earnestly. 

Abigail nodded, but she said nothing. Analise talked a lot with Abigail. She’d never talked this much before. Eventually, she drifted to sleep. Abigail and Sean left the ward. 

Sean had never felt this nervous before, but he tried to stay calm. “You haven’t eaten anything. You want to grab something nearby, or do you want to take it back to the company?” 

“Let’s get something nearby,” said Abigail. She wasn’t mad because of what Analise said. 

“Sure.” Sean nodded. 

Abigail was exhausted, but she held on. They came to a nearby restaurant, and Abigail leaned on a chair. She looked into Sean’s eyes, asking, “Is it serious?” 

“I asked the doc. Her diabetes is under control, but she isn’t getting any younger, so complications are starting to show,” answered Sean. 

A healthy elderly person and one afflicted with something would live two different lives. Colby was about Analise’s age, but he was free of any illnesses, and he could play poker all day. 

Abigail grunted. She fell silent for a moment, then she asked, “So how did she bring up the baby stuff with you?” 

“She wants to see her grandkids. You know how old people are. She was bedridden back then. I couldn’t say no to her,” explained Sean. 

Abigail nodded. “I see. I get it.” 

“It’s not exactly a promise. We didn’t give her our word. I know we shouldn’t refuse her right away either,” consoled Sean. It wasn’t appropriate for them to try and have kids at this stage. He knew Abigail was still observing him now. 

“I’ll ask the doctor tomorrow. If Grandma can still hang on for a couple of years, we’ll have to try and get a baby,” said Abigail. She had no other avenues. Even if she could reach the peak of her career, even if she had authority within the industry, she still felt trapped by fate. 

She wanted to relent for her grandmother’s wish, though it wasn’t that fervent a request. Still, Analise had been nice to her. She didn’t want Analise to leave with regrets. 

Sean felt a little miffed about her answer. She’s only relenting because of Analise. She doesn’t really want to make a family with me. But I can’t say no. “If you still can’t accept me in two years, we’ll deal with it then. I don’t want to trap you.” Sean looked down. “I don’t like seeing you reluctantly going with fate’s arrangements.” 

“Me neither, but I have a feeling that there’s something almost sinister tying us together. If you’d just let me go, then Grandma probably wouldn’t be having this wish.” There was a bitter smile in her voice. 

Sean nodded. “But it wouldn’t sit right with me just to let you go. You’re the one who said you liked me, and then you got a divorce.” 

Abigail spewed her water out. 

Sean complained, “I only had a little affection for you, but you just had to marry me. I said yes, and then you up and tore the marriage apart. I didn’t like it one bit.” 

Abigail coughed. “Don’t make it sound like I jilted you. You’ve never done right by me, have you?”