I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Abigail grunted. She noticed Lawrence staring at her and smiling, and she got uneasy. “What’s wrong?” she asked.

“It’s fine. I’m just happy.” Lawrence looked away, but he was smiling. He couldn’t help it.

Abigail noticed the fruits lying around, and she asked, “Do you want to have some fruits? There are-

“I’ll have anything!” Lawrence answered quickly. Realizing he had interrupted Abigail, he said, “Go on. I won’t interrupt you anymore.”

Abigail grunted and went to the fruit basket. “Any allergies or things you can’t eat? Things that might spike your blood sugar levels?”

“No. I’ve always been healthy.” Lawrence felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

Scarlett was jealous, and she stared at Abigail. Abigail couldn’t take it eventually, so she asked, “What about you? Any favorites or things you don’t eat?”

“I like fruit salad. Can we do it together?” Scarlett asked, almost simpering.

“Sure.” Abigail nodded. She peeled a pear for Lawrence and went to the supermarket with Scarlett to get their fruit salad ingredients. The ladies stood in a single file, and Abigail took everything she needed in one go.

“Don’t you check the brands?” Scarlett asked.

“I don’t know a lot about dressing brands. Any suggestions?” Abigail stopped in her tracks and asked.

not so icky. I’ll teach

ladies bought a lot. When they came back, Abigail, from afar, saw Lawrence staring at them from the ward’s doorway. When he saw the duo, he quickly went back into the ward. They came in and saw Lawrence quietly sitting on

everything. Drop the act. They made the salad, and Scarlett asked Abigail to share it with her. Abigail only had a part of it, but she realized it was a

well. Look at who’s here. Shouldn’t you be smooching your girlfriend?”

your family,

looked at Cameron coolly. Can you stop

just telling the

It’s dinner for you and your wife

and she huddled loser to

opened up the

and arancini. The elderly woman was great at making them. Nothing outside

to Lawrence’s lunch box, Lawrence asked, “I thought you’d only have salad for dinner and no carbs. Why change

but it was Analise’s cooking, so

“Have a taste. Have more if you

already digging

how’s the Pearson case going?” Analise suddenly asked Sean.

package. He picked the coffin, and now he’s waiting for Lawrence to go back for

Scarlett. “Sean does things well. Just get some rest here for the night and leave