I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 94 Full Preparation

Sean knew no matter how strong he was, he couldn’t hold a pot that was almost filled with water

with one hand. The pot tilted, and the water, clams, and greens fell onto the cooktop. The fire was put out. Sean’s shirt, pants, and leather shoes were soiled by the grease and water. Clams and greens fell from the counter, and they clanged when they fell to the ground.

Abigail was holding the basin. She curled up a little as she retreated, staring at Sean in innocence.

and fear. Sean wanted to dunk the pot on her head. He glared at her. “Are you getting back at me?”

Abigail shook her head quickly. “I didn’t mean it, I swear.”

“You’d better not mean it, Abigail.” Sean, for once, got angry, and the veins on his neck throbbed.

“What’s wrong?” Julie held Analise, and they came to the kitchen.

Abigail quickly said, “Just a little accident. It’s nothing. I’ll clean it up.”

Sean put the pot down. “I’ll order delivery.” He lost the mood to cook. In the first place, he only

to make Analise happy, and

Abigail a reproachful

“Are you hurt, Sean? I’m sorry,

though she was an elder, she got scared

looking gloomy.

tissue and wiped his shirt dry. He looked at Analise and eased up. “I’m alright. We’ll just get delivery for lunch,

it. She’s familiar with this.” Analise quickly smiled to

looked at his greasy shirt and pants, and

quickly huddled closer to Analise, and they ordered

patches off his clothes and

and came to the kitchen. Abigail was sweeping the clams and greens

gas.

“I’m

a mountain out of a molehill, but at that moment, she was worried Sean might get scalded, so

and then he cleaned the place up silently. Abigail quickly cleaned the countertop. “We have your clothes in

talk, the more I wanna smack

and Sean went into the

Abigail, a little resigned. “He’s

Grandma.” She clutched her hair, looking dejected. A while of chatting later, Abigail heard Sean calling for her, and she stood up. “I’ll be back in

locked the door.