I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean)

Chapter 679 Failure Always Happens In Life
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Chapter 679 Failure Always Happens In Life

Abigail watched Sean's swift movements, her eyes widening as she reminded him, "Don't look atme. Look at the knife in your hand. Aren't you afraid of losing your fingers?"

"Don't underestimate me," Sean replied confidently. "After you returned to Capitalis, I spent a yearand a half learning from Alice."

Abigail approached him and earnestly said, "Only those who are arrogant make mistakes. I knowyou're a quick learner, but can you guarantee that accidents won't happen?"

Hearing her words, Sean found Abigail's point reasonable and nodded. "I'll keep that in mind,honey," he said tentatively, but to his surprise, Abigail didn't refute him.

In that split second, his heart filled with awe. He felt that their remarriage was just around thecorner, as her lack of refutation meant acceptance.

The duo busied themselves in the kitchen for about three hours. When Sean brought out the dishes,Analise and Lina couldn't help but salivate.

"Let's forget about that old man and let him play poker as much as he wants. Let's not let him eatthese delicacies," Lina discussed with Analise.

"We can't finish all of this, though," Analise said, already grabbing some meat from the pot.

"Can you wait? They still haven't said anything. Put it down!" Lina immediately knocked the meat offher cutlery.

Hearing her words, Analise felt tortured. It would be a pity if she couldn't eat such delicious food.

"You can eat too, Grandma. Call Grandpa and tell him to come home for dinner," Abigail remindedfrom the kitchen door.

"You go. I'll have a taste first," Analise immediately ordered Lina. Compared to them, Analise hadn'teaten anything good for a long time since she had to be very strict about her diet due to diabetes.

Immediately, Lina went to make the call.

The kitchen was filled with steam. Abigail and Sean were sweating profusely as they workednonstop.

As soon as Colby returned, he laughed and bragged to Lina and Analise. "I won a thousand dollarstoday. I'm on a roll!"

Old people played poker for fun, not for money. Thus, even if they lost the game all day, they onlylost about a thousand dollars.

"Why didn't you say anything when you kept losing?" Lina stood at the door and handed him hisslippers. Her tone was filled with disdain.

"Try saying something nice, will you? If winning was the norm, there wouldn't be so many failures inlife, and success would be within easy reach," Colby said. Suddenly, he sniffed and asked, "What'sthat smell? Did you hire a new chef? It smells so good!"

"Sean and Abigail are back. They're in the kitchen," Lina's face lit up as soon as she mentionedthem.

On the other hand, Abigail heard Colby's words from the kitchen. She couldn't help but whisper toSean, "Grandpa has gained some life insights from playing poker. Although that's great, can hekeep playing like this?"

"They don't play poker for money, so I don't care. I wouldn't allow it if it were a large sum of money,"Sean replied softly. "He's right. Failure always happens in life, and success only comes once ortwice."

Listening to his words, Abigail thought about Colby's winnings of a thousand dollars. For them, athousand dollars was just a drop in the bucket. Thus, it was simply for entertainment.

While the others had already started eating, Abigail and Sean were still busy in the kitchen.

"Come out and eat. You don't need to prepare so much," Lina called from the dining room.

"Coming!" Sean said, lifting a pot of soup with a heat-resistant cloth and placing it on a heat-resistant mat.

When he lifted the lid, Abigail leaned in to take a sniff, but he quickly placed his hand on herforehead to prevent her from getting too close. "The steam might burn you."

"Oh." Abigail straightened up and wrinkled her nose.

The kitchen was filled with various aromas, making it difficult for her to distinguish the scent of hissoup.

"Let's go," Sean carried the soup out.novelbin

Abigail followed him.

Colby noticed the two of them emerging from the kitchen. When he saw Abigail, he looked at her insurprise. "Abigail has matured significantly. She now resembles a finely crafted jade. That'swonderful. An adult should possess composure and gentleness. It indicates that your heart hasbeen tempered."

Upon hearing his words, Abigail couldn't help but smile. "Is that so? Well then, do you prefer the oldme or the current me?"

"To me, you are the best regardless," Colby sincerely replied. He held different opinions aboutAbigail during each phase of her life.

Meanwhile, Sean placed the soup in the center of the table. He then sat down and handed a heat-resistant cloth to a nearby maid. "Grandpa, tell us about the changes she went through in differentstages."

Abigail sat beside him and playfully tapped him. "Why are you talking about me?"

"I'm curious," Sean glanced at her. "I haven't fully understood who you were before, and I want toknow what you were like back then."

Colby picked up a perfectly cooked piece of lamb that emitted a delightful aroma. As he savored thedelicious food, he reminisced about the past. After deep contemplation, he said, "She was soinnocent. She would do anything for the sake of love. She married you without even understandingthe concept of marriage. Back then, she had the courage to risk everything for love."

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