Novel Squares
Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Colby had been an upright man all his life and would never tolerate
something like this. Even if Abigail wanted to have a child, Sean would have
to be a willing party as well.
Although Abigail was highly discomfited by Lina’s words, she only answered
obediently, “Okay.”
Colby couldn’t help but frown upon his wife’s actions. “The kids rarely come
home as it is. Don’t bring this up at every chance you’ve got.”
“Don’t deny it. You want a grandchild as badly as I do,” Lina snapped.
Nonetheless, he changed the topic. “Abigail, some rumors have been going
around outside recently. What do you think about them?”
Abigail maintained her usual meek demeanor. “I trust that Sean will handle it
well.”
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Her answer was well–received by Colby. “Ignore what the ma*ses are saying.
You’re the only granddaughter–in–law the Graham Family acknowledges.
That woman who isn’t recognized by us will never enter our doors.”
“You should work harder and bear him a child. Then, he’ll come home
naturally,” Lina added. When Colby was about to lose his temper, she quickly
stopped herself from saying more. “Okay, I’ll stop. Stay here for the night. I’ve
prepared your favorite food for dinner.”
Abigail wanted to say something, but Lina had already risen to her feet and
paced into the kitchen happily.
When Colby’s stern, sharp eyes fell on Abigail’s face, they turned soft and
gentle. “Don’t take Lina’s words to heart. She just wants you and Sean to have
a blissful, complete family of your own.”
“Yes, I know,” she answered softly.
He sighed at the sight of her looking so dim as though the fire in her had
gone out. “How is your grandmother doing?”
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Abigail’s face softened into a warm look at the mention of her grandmother.
In fact, she appeared a great deal happier. “She’s doing well.”
“Is she still unwilling to move here and live with you?” Colby inquired.
Abigail was in a trance for a couple of seconds before answering, “She’s used
to life in a village and finds the city too noisy for her liking, but I’ve asked
some villagers to help me keep a lookout for her.”
Colby was an old friend of Abigail’s grandparents, Theodore Quinn and
Analise Stein, and she chatted with him about some trivial stuff regarding
Analise. She even knew how often Analise fed her chickens today, which
showed how attentive she was to Analise.
Colby felt as though he was looking at another person through her face as he
regarded her. “Theodore is lucky to have you.”
Abigail paused for a second before breaking into a smile. “No, I’m the lucky
one to be brought up by them.”
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However, he said no more on the matter.
After dinner, Sean and Abigail retreated into their bedroom. This was the first
time they were spending the night in the Graham Estate after their wedding
night.
While Abigail was feeling a little uneasy, Sean broke the silence. “Grandma
went for a physical checkup yesterday and her heart is not as it used to be.
Thank you for agreeing to her request to stay the night.”
Abigail nodded expressionlessly. “You’re welcome. This is what I should do.”
For the sake of 2.8 million, I can sleep anywhere, she added silently in her
heart and walked further into the room decisively.
This was their marital suite and was originally decorated in black and white
color schemes, which made the room simple and cold, but a soft carpet was
just recently added. The lights were not turned on; only a red–colored, thick
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Abigail stopped halfway and couldn’t stop herself from recalling their first
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night as husband and wife. It didn’t help that the candlelight danced at the
exact same angle.
That time, she thought that they would treat each other politely on their first
night together, but somehow, they found themselves tangled in each other’s
arms later. After that night, Sean suspected that she had drugged him and
ignored her for a very long time afterward.
Her memories of this room didn’t bring her any fond memories, and she
could clearly remember how agonizing her first time was. To make matters
worse, Sean was half–mad at the time and refused to let her rest.
So, she closed her eyes and swallowed any bitterness that was welling up
within her as she recollected herself for a moment and turned around to
head out. “I–I’ll ask for another room from Dahlia.”
Sean frowned. “Do you want Grandpa and Grandma to know that we’re
sleeping separately?”
A surge of hot steam rushed into her head, and she took a few deep breaths
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before saying dispa*sionately, “Okay, we’ll sleep on separate beds, then.
You’ll take the couch.”
The frown on his face deepened. “Why should I be the one to take the couch
when I’m not the one who came up with the idea to sleep separately?” he
pointed out in disgruntlement.
A speechless Abigail thought, Fine, I’ll take the couch. It’s only one night.
There’s no reason for me to give a sh*t when he’s not even worried that Joan
will be jealous.
Outside the room, Lina took a look at the bowl on the tray Dahlia was holding
and asked in a whisper, “Did you add it in already?”
“Yes, I added it according to the dosage. It won’t cause them any damage,”
Dahlia replied in a hushed voice. “But, are you sure it’s okay to do this?”
“I don’t see any problem with it. She has everything to gain if she’s pregnant. If
she’s still not pregnant after this, I’m afraid that she wouldn’t be able to bear
a child. I have to make early preparations if that happens. Now, go on and
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make her eat this,” Lina instructed with a stone–cold face.