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

out of bed when Dahlia

bring it to you

look at the blankets which were

what was happening if

decision–pinching Sean hard under the

had pinched, but it

fingers a little. Sean’s expressionless face winced for a second

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of her actions, and blood

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

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instructed. “Okay,

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

bedside table

some pudding with the spoon, and

Abigail was speechless and

do and looked him

his brows, shifting his gaze from her

that he wasn’t going to put it

a pretentious person and had sincerely loved him

still found it a little awkward

of others, especially since it was

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

rationale was reminding her

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that Sean would help

saying, “I don’t like to eat

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dismay as the

her mouth and hurriedly tried to

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

in his

ate the pudding Sean was feeding

wasn’t going to leave until she

the same direction, Sean would

while holding the

and soft, just

the dessert, giving