Abigail’s Second Life

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 Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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

tentatively, "Mr. Sean

in?"

he glanced at

unreadable, dark look

"Come in,"

climbed out of the blankets. After she straightened her messy

were not completely hidden, she was certain that Dahlia would realize

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recipient of her actions, and blood rushed to his face. So, he hastily got up on

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it to him as instructed. "Okay, you can feed her, then." Sean's hands turned rigid for a second, and his thin lips smirked. Then, he deftly placed the tray on the bedside table next to him, picked up the bowl, scooped some pudding with the spoon, and delivered it to Abigail's lips. At this point, Abigail was speechless and confused. Frankly, she didn't know what Sean was expecting her to do and looked him in

with him in front of others, especially since it was

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would help her, she thought about it for a second before saying, "I don't like to

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watched in dismay as the pudding that

tried to smooth over the situation. "Oh, it's only this one time. Don't fuss over it. Mr. Sean has never fed anyone

the pudding Sean was feeding her when she realized that Dahlia wasn't going to leave until she had the pudding. As they were sitting and facing the same direction, Sean

cherry-red lips were stained with the sugary liquid from the dessert,

still in the air for a

delicious?"

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"Would you like to