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 you and take it

look at the blankets which were not completely

would realize what was

to a quick decision–pinching Sean hard

part she had pinched, but it was hard and

face winced for a

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of her actions, and

bed and extended his hands

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to him as instructed. “Okay, you can

a second, and his thin lips

table

spoon, and delivered it

this point, Abigail was speechless and confused. Frankly, she didn’t

Sean was expecting her to do and looked him in the

his brows, shifting his gaze from her face to the

wasn’t going to

person

whole years, she still found it a little awkward to be so lovey–dovey

front of others, especially since it was the

still

her rationale was reminding her

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that Sean would help her, she thought about it

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watched in dismay as the pudding that had already reached

up in her mouth and hurriedly tried to smooth

this one time. Don’t fuss over it.

food in

the pudding Sean was

wasn’t going to

and facing the same direction, Sean would

her face while holding

just like satin, and her cherry–red

with the sugary liquid from the dessert, giving off a