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.”

you supposed to be at work?” Abigail

eyebrow. “Yes, I was. I inspected the surroundings and caught a

Was he really working, or was he just

table, she

closer inspection, there were three dishes and a

to cook these ordinary dishes.” Abigail

the aroma of the food, she found her

from her, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Once you master cooking, whether

table,

out again. Abigail sat by the window, gazing

a short while before she

some local delicacies. Abigail was still working on her

began to

her needle and touched her stomach, letting

felt like she had eaten quite a bit

was a knock on

up, wondering if it was time

scent was

Sean standing there, asking, “Are you done with your work?” He was wearing an apron, and his hands were

be able to finish

dinner first. You can

she was really looking forward to what Sean had prepared.

dining table, Abigail patiently waited for

iron pot. Abigail craned her neck to get a

the table

get these?”

went fishing with a group of kids this afternoon, Sean answered, sounding rather proud. “I have some experience with fishing, so I caught more than they

that sometimes men could