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.”

at work?” Abigail headed

was. I inspected the surroundings and caught a couple of fish on the side. I wonder how

rolling her eyes. Was he really working, or was he just

table, she noticed Sean

inspection, there were three dishes

expect you to be able to cook these

the food, she found

cooking, whether

sat at the table, chatting

out again. Abigail sat by the window, gazing at

only sat for a short while before she started to keep

in the kitchen. He had somehow managed to get some local delicacies. Abigail

stomach began to

touched her stomach, letting out a

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

a knock on the

if it was time

was so

there, asking, “Are you done with your work?” He was wearing an apron,

be able to finish

have dinner first. You can continue after you’ve eaten,” Sean

hungry too, and she was really looking

sat at the dining table, Abigail patiently waited for

out with a large iron pot. Abigail craned her neck to

until he placed the pot on the table that

these?”

answered, sounding rather proud.

herself that sometimes men could be