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

she greeted Dahlia with

about to get out of bed

to you and take it away once

at the blankets which were

would realize what was happening if

to a quick decision–pinching Sean hard under

part she had

Sean’s expressionless face winced

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to Eat in

of her actions, and

on the bed and extended his hands to Dahlia. “Pass it

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him as instructed. “Okay, you can

for a second, and his

on the bedside table next to

with the spoon,

Abigail was speechless and confused. Frankly,

was expecting her to do and looked him in the

brows, shifting his gaze from her face to the spoon

going to put

though she wasn’t a pretentious person and had sincerely loved him

she still found it a

it was the first time. She knew it

still fluttered against her chest.

her rationale was reminding her that Sean now

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that Sean would help her, she thought about

don’t

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as the

mouth and hurriedly tried to smooth

this one time. Don’t fuss

in

breathed deeply and ate the pudding Sean

Dahlia wasn’t going to leave until she had the pudding.

the same

while holding

just like satin, and her

from the dessert, giving off