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

in. Then, she asked tentatively, "Mr. Sean and Ms. Abigail...

in?"

his teeth as he glanced at the head with

blanket. An unreadable, dark look

"Come in,"

After she straightened her messy hair, she greeted Dahlia with

I'll bring it to you and take it away once you're finished." As Abigail stole a look at the blankets which were not completely hidden, she was certain that Dahlia would

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blood rushed to his face. So, he hastily got up on the bed and extended his hands to

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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

him for three whole years, she still found it a little awkward to be so lovey-dovey with him in front of others, especially since it was the

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

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watched in dismay as the pudding

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

wasn't going to leave until she had the pudding. As they were

and her cherry-red lips were stained with the sugary liquid from the dessert, giving off a

still in the air for a

delicious?"

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"Would you