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 with a smile, “Hi,

out of bed when Dahlia hurriedly stopped her.

to you and take it away

look at the blankets which were

that Dahlia would realize what was happening if she

a quick decision–pinching Sean hard under

had pinched,

face winced for a second as

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and blood rushed to his

bed and extended his hands to Dahlia. “Pass it

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to him as instructed.

rigid for a second,

bedside table next to him,

pudding with the spoon, and delivered it to Abigail’s

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

expecting her to do and looked him in the eyes

gaze from her face

going to put it

a pretentious person and had sincerely loved him

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

especially since it was the first time. She

heart still fluttered against her chest. On

rationale was reminding her

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expect that Sean would help

before saying, “I don’t

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the pudding that had already reached

mouth and hurriedly

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

food in his

breathed deeply and ate the pudding

to leave until she had

and facing the

face while holding the

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

sugary liquid from the dessert, giving off a