Chapter 13

After Abigail finished washing up, she placed the blankets on the couch and

snuggled in when a knock came at the door. She jerked upright with a

bounce as she whispered urgently to Sean, who was in bed, “Did you lock the

door?

Sean narrowed his eyes at her and asked loudly, “What’s the matter?”

“Mr. Sean, it’s me,” Dahlia said. “Old Mrs. Graham prepared some pudding

earlier and would like you to try some. I’ll be coming in now if you’re still

awake.”

The knob turned and opened with a click.

Abigail literally jumped up from the couch and stuffed the blankets under the

bed while Dahlia was passing through the corridor into the bedroom area.

After that, she flipped open Sean’s blankets and slipped in like a fish. The

moment she slipped in, she accidentally hit his chest and they both grunted.

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Chapter 131 Don’t Like to Eat in Bed

This noise sounded amorous at night, and Dahlia stopped abruptly while

walking in. Then, she asked tentatively, “Mr. Sean and Ms. Abigail… May I come

in?”

Sean gritted his teeth as he glanced at the head with the top sexposed

blanket. An unreadable,

“Come in,

out of the blankets. After

messy hair, she greeted Dahlia with a smile, “Hi,

was about to get out of bed when Dahlia

bring it to you and take it away once you’re

at the blankets which

Dahlia would realize what was happening if she was

decision–pinching Sean hard under

she had pinched, but it was hard and

face winced for a second as

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recipient of her actions, and blood rushed to his face.

up on the bed and extended his

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it to him as instructed. “Okay, you

for a second,

bedside table next to

some pudding with the spoon, and delivered it

was speechless and confused. Frankly, she

her to do and looked him in the

gaze from her face to the

he wasn’t going to put

though she wasn’t a pretentious person and

it a little awkward to

in front of others, especially since it

still fluttered against her chest.

reminding her that Sean now belonged

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didn’t expect that Sean would help

saying, “I don’t like to eat

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dismay as the pudding that had already reached

her mouth and hurriedly

this one time. Don’t fuss

in

the pudding Sean was

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