I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 13

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

the blanket. An unreadable, dark look washed over

“Come in,”

played along and climbed out of the

greeted Dahlia with

about to get out of bed when

bring it to you and take it away

at the

Dahlia would realize what was happening if she

came to a quick decision–pinching Sean hard under the

had no idea which part she had

fingers a little. Sean’s expressionless face

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her actions, and blood rushed to

and extended his hands to Dahlia. “Pass

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as instructed. “Okay, you can feed her,

hands turned rigid for a second, and his

placed the tray on the bedside table next to him, picked up

the spoon, and

point, Abigail was speechless and confused. Frankly, she didn’t

expecting her to do and looked him in the eyes steadily.

brows, shifting his gaze from her face to the spoon and hinting

wasn’t going to put it

a pretentious person

she still found it a little awkward to be so lovey–dovey

others, especially since it

pretense, but her heart still

her that Sean now belonged

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didn’t expect that Sean would help her, she thought about

don’t like

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watched in dismay as the pudding that had already

didn’t end up in her mouth and hurriedly tried to smooth over

only this one time. Don’t fuss over it. Mr. Sean has never

in

and ate the pudding Sean

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