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 work?” Abigail headed for the

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

he really working, or was

at the dining table, she noticed Sean bringing

were

be able to cook these ordinary dishes.”

aroma of the food, she found

sat across from her, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Once you master cooking, whether it’s

sat at the table,

went out again. Abigail sat by the window, gazing

a short while before she started

to get some local delicacies. Abigail was still working on her dress when the rich

began

touched her stomach,

a bit for lunch. How had she

was a

quickly stood up, wondering if it

was so

done with your work?” He

won’t be able to finish everything before June,

let’s have dinner first. You

nodded. She was hungry too, and she was really looking forward

sat at the dining table, Abigail patiently waited

with a large iron pot. Abigail craned her

he placed the pot on the table that

these?” Abigail’s mouth was practically

this afternoon, Sean answered, sounding rather proud.

to herself that sometimes men could be really