I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 227 All for Her

Sean’s gaze held a mysterious depth. “You really don’t trust me,

huh?”

“My grandmother’s life is at stake here. I can’t afford to make light of it,” Abigail replied firmly.

If there was even a one–in–a–million chance that people would find out, she would refuse Sean’s proposal.

“Alright, I promise you, no one will find out about this.”

Abigail was almost finished with her spaghetti. She glanced at Sean, who was still standing beside her. “Do you have anything else to do? If not, you can leave. I have my own matters to attend to after I finish eating.”

Sean fooked at her plate and said, “The meatballs are delicious too. Finish it. I’ll clear the dishes, and you can focus on your work.”

Abigail was momentarily at a loss for words.

“Hurry up and eat. I’ve got things to do too,” Sean gently urged.

Abigail quickly snapped back to reality. She finished her spaghetti and handed the plate to Sean, adding a courteous “Thank you.”

Sean pursed his lips slightly but didn’t respond.

True to form, Sean didn’t disturb Abigail for the rest of the morning.

At lunchtime, Abigail emerged from her room and went to the kitchen, only to find Sean already

there.

He was holding a plate of fish, and when he saw Abigail, he said in a familiar tone, “Go freshen up and get ready for lunch.”

to be at

raised an eyebrow. “Yes, I was. I inspected the surroundings and caught a couple of fish on the side. I wonder

he really working, or was he just

the dining table, she noticed Sean

were three dishes

cook these ordinary dishes.” Abigail

aroma of the food, she found her mouth

lips. “Once you master cooking, whether it’s simple or complex, you’ll be able to make it. The difference

sat at the table,

sat by the window, gazing at the mountains outside,

only sat for a short while before she

the kitchen. He had somehow managed to get some local delicacies. Abigail was still working on her dress when the rich

stomach began

touched her stomach, letting out

had eaten quite a bit for lunch. How had she gotten hungry

then, there was a knock

stood up, wondering if

scent was

standing there, asking, “Are you done with your work?” He

be able to finish

case, let’s have dinner first. You can continue after you’ve eaten,”

She was hungry too, and she was really looking forward

sat at the dining table, Abigail patiently waited for Sean to

pot.

the pot on the table that Abigail saw the bright red spicy

these?”

of kids this afternoon, Sean answered, sounding rather proud. “I have some

sometimes men could