I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 227 All for Her

Sean’s gaze held a mysterious depth. “You really don’t trust me,

huh?”

“My grandmother’s life is at stake here. I can’t afford to make light of it,” Abigail replied firmly.

If there was even a one–in–a–million chance that people would find out, she would refuse Sean’s proposal.

“Alright, I promise you, no one will find out about this.”

Abigail was almost finished with her spaghetti. She glanced at Sean, who was still standing beside her. “Do you have anything else to do? If not, you can leave. I have my own matters to attend to after I finish eating.”

Sean fooked at her plate and said, “The meatballs are delicious too. Finish it. I’ll clear the dishes, and you can focus on your work.”

Abigail was momentarily at a loss for words.

“Hurry up and eat. I’ve got things to do too,” Sean gently urged.

Abigail quickly snapped back to reality. She finished her spaghetti and handed the plate to Sean, adding a courteous “Thank you.”

Sean pursed his lips slightly but didn’t respond.

True to form, Sean didn’t disturb Abigail for the rest of the morning.

At lunchtime, Abigail emerged from her room and went to the kitchen, only to find Sean already

there.

He was holding a plate of fish, and when he saw Abigail, he said in a familiar tone, “Go freshen up and get ready for lunch.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” Abigail headed for the sink.

raised an eyebrow. “Yes, I was. I inspected the surroundings and caught a couple of fish on the side. I wonder

her eyes. Was he really working, or was he

she noticed Sean bringing

were

be able to cook these ordinary dishes.” Abigail picked

aroma of the food, she found her

whether it’s simple or complex, you’ll

sat at the table, chatting like ordinary friends about

went out again. Abigail sat by the window, gazing at the

while

in the kitchen. He had somehow managed to get some local delicacies. Abigail was still working on her dress when the rich

stomach began

touched her stomach, letting out a slight

quite a bit for lunch. How had she gotten hungry

then, there was a knock on

quickly stood up, wondering if it was time for

scent was so

you done with your work?” He was wearing an apron, and his

finish everything before

that case, let’s have dinner first. You can continue

was hungry too, and she was really looking forward to what Sean had

they sat at the dining table, Abigail

came out with a large iron pot. Abigail craned

placed the pot on the table

you get these?” Abigail’s mouth

this afternoon, Sean answered, sounding rather proud. “I have some experience with fishing, so I caught more

to herself that sometimes men could be

all? Aren’t the kids upset?” Abigail licked her