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

greeted Dahlia

to get out of bed when Dahlia hurriedly stopped her.

it to you

the blankets which were

what was happening if she was

decision–pinching Sean

no idea which part she had

Sean’s expressionless face

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to

actions, and blood rushed

bed and extended his hands to Dahlia. “Pass it

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

for a second, and his thin

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

some pudding with the spoon, and delivered it to

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

Sean was expecting her to do and

his brows, shifting his gaze from her face to the

that he wasn’t going to

she wasn’t a pretentious person and

it a

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

a pretense, but her heart still fluttered against her chest. On the

was reminding her that Sean now

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Like

Sean would help her, she

before saying, “I don’t like

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the pudding that had already

didn’t end up in her mouth and hurriedly

it’s only this one time. Don’t fuss over it.

in

the pudding Sean was feeding

realized that Dahlia wasn’t going to leave until she

the same direction,

face while holding

was smooth and soft, just

with the sugary liquid from the dessert, giving off