The Spare Wife

Chapter 13

After Abigail finished washing up, she placed the blankets on the couch and

snuggled in when a knock came at the door. She jerked upright with a

bounce as she whispered urgently to Sean, who was in bed, “Did you lock the

door?”

Sean narrowed his eyes at her and asked loudly, “What’s the matter?”

“Mr. Sean, it’s me,” Dahlia said. “Old Mrs. Graham prepared some pudding

earlier and would like you to try some. I’ll be coming in now if you’re still

awake.”

The knob turned and opened with a click.

Abigail literally jumped up from the couch and stuffed the blankets under the

bed while Dahlia was passing through the corridor into the bedroom area.

After that, she flipped open Sean’s blankets and slipped in like a fish. The

moment she slipped in, she accidentally hit his chest and they both grunted.

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This noise sounded amorous at night, and Dahlia stopped abruptly while

walking in. Then, she asked tentatively, “Mr. Sean and Ms. Abigail… May I come

in?”

Sean gritted his teeth as he glanced at the head with the top sexposed

hidden beneath the blanket. An unreadable, dark look washed over his eyes.

“Come in,”

Abigail played along and climbed out of the blankets. After she straightened

messy hair, she greeted Dahlia

to get out of bed when Dahlia hurriedly stopped

bring it to you and take

Abigail stole a look at the blankets which

certain that Dahlia would realize what was happening if she was

decision–pinching Sean

part she had pinched, but it

fingers a little. Sean’s expressionless face winced for

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her actions, and blood rushed

bed and extended his

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as instructed. “Okay, you can feed

rigid for a second, and his

tray on the bedside table next

with the spoon, and

this point, Abigail was speechless and confused.

to do and looked him in

his gaze from her

going to

though she wasn’t a pretentious person and had

whole years, she still found it a

especially since it

heart still fluttered

rationale was reminding her that Sean now belonged to

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expect that Sean would help her, she thought about it

“I don’t like

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in dismay as the pudding that had already

her mouth and hurriedly tried to smooth over

this one time. Don’t fuss over it. Mr.

food in his

ate the pudding Sean was

going to leave until she had

were sitting and facing the same direction, Sean would

while holding

was smooth and soft, just like satin,

the sugary liquid from the dessert, giving