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

blanket. An unreadable, dark look washed over

“Come in,”

played along and climbed out of

hair, she greeted Dahlia with a smile,

get out of bed when Dahlia hurriedly

have to get out. I’ll bring it to you and take it away once you’re

stole a look at the blankets which were not completely

what was happening

came to a quick decision–pinching

part she had pinched,

face winced for

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actions, and blood

the bed and extended his hands

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it to him as instructed. “Okay, you can feed

for a second, and

placed the tray on the bedside table next to

with the spoon, and

point, Abigail was speechless and confused. Frankly,

Sean was expecting her to do and looked

her face to the spoon and

going to put it

though she wasn’t a pretentious person and had sincerely loved him

it a

of others, especially since it was

a pretense, but her heart still

her that Sean

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Don’t Like to Eat in

Sean would help her, she thought about it for

saying, “I don’t like to eat

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as the pudding that had already

end up in her mouth and hurriedly tried to smooth over

Don’t fuss over it. Mr. Sean

in

the pudding Sean was feeding her

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