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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Chapter 131 Don’t Like to Eat in Bed

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

Dahlia with a smile, “Hi,

out of bed when Dahlia hurriedly stopped her.

bring it to you and

Abigail stole a look at the blankets which were not completely hidden,

certain that Dahlia would realize what was happening if

quick decision–pinching

idea which part she had

face winced for a second as

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to

and

bed and extended his hands

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it to him as instructed. “Okay, you can feed her,

turned rigid for a second, and his thin lips smirked.

the tray on the bedside table next to him,

some pudding with the spoon, and delivered it

was speechless and

to do and looked him in the eyes

from her face to

going

though she wasn’t a pretentious person

years, she still found it a little awkward to be so

others, especially since it was the first time. She knew

heart still fluttered

was reminding her that Sean now belonged to

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Like to

Sean would help

before saying, “I don’t like to eat in

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as the pudding that had already reached

didn’t end up in her mouth and hurriedly tried to smooth

“Oh, it’s only this one time. Don’t

in

and ate the pudding Sean was feeding

to leave

and facing the

face while holding the

soft, just like satin, and her cherry–red

the sugary liquid from the dessert, giving off