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

make Analise happy, and

mood, Analise shot Abigail a reproachful look. She

follow Sean quickly. “Are you hurt, Sean? I’m sorry, Abigail’s a klutz.

was an elder, she got scared

looking gloomy.

pulled a tissue and wiped his shirt dry. He looked at Analise and

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

He looked at his greasy shirt and pants, and he

closer to Analise, and they

wiped the wet patches off his clothes and sniffed around. He then noticed the scent

to the kitchen. Abigail was sweeping the clams and greens away. He quickly went

gas.

“I’m

I panicked a little when the fire got so high.” Abigail thought she had made a mountain out of a molehill, but at that moment, she was worried Sean might get

place up silently. Abigail quickly cleaned the countertop. “We have your clothes in the closet. Why don’t

more I wanna smack you,‘ said Sean

the kitchen, and Sean went into

their order. Analise looked at Abigail, a little resigned. “He’s so nice to you. And you can cook too.

that anymore, Grandma.” She clutched her hair, looking dejected. A while of chatting later, Abigail heard Sean

the door. She slowly went