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

greeted Dahlia

get out of bed when Dahlia hurriedly stopped her.

to get out. I’ll bring it to you and take

the blankets

certain that Dahlia would realize what was happening if she was

decision–pinching Sean hard under the

she had pinched, but it

expressionless face winced for a second

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unfortunate recipient of her actions, and blood rushed to his face.

up on the bed and extended his hands to

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it to him as instructed.

turned rigid for a second,

placed the tray on the bedside table next to him, picked up

the spoon, and delivered it

point, Abigail was speechless and

expecting her to do and looked him in

from her face to

he wasn’t going to put it

wasn’t a pretentious person

years, she still found it a little awkward to be

especially since it was the first time. She

a pretense, but her heart still fluttered against her

was reminding her that Sean now

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expect that Sean would help her,

“I don’t like

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as the pudding

her mouth and hurriedly

Don’t fuss over it. Mr. Sean

food in

breathed deeply and ate the

that Dahlia wasn’t going to leave until she had

the

face while

skin was smooth and soft, just like satin, and her cherry–red lips

with the sugary liquid from the dessert, giving off