I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 600 Got to Show the Love

Abigail grunted. She noticed Lawrence staring at her and smiling, and she got uneasy. “What’s wrong?”

she asked.

“It’s fine. I’m just happy.” Lawrence looked away, but he was smiling. He couldn’t help it.

Abigail noticed the fruits lying around, and she asked, “Do you want to have some fruits? There are-

“I’ll have anything!” Lawrence answered quickly. Realizing he had interrupted Abigail, he said, “Go on. I won’t interrupt you anymore.”

Abigail grunted and went to the fruit basket. “Any allergies or things you can’t eat? Things that might spike your blood sugar levels?”

“No. I’ve always been healthy.” Lawrence felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

Scarlett was jealous, and she stared at Abigail. Abigail couldn’t take it eventually, so she asked, “What about you? Any favorites or things you don’t eat?”

“I like fruit salad. Can we do it together?” Scarlett asked, almost simpering.

“Sure.” Abigail nodded. She peeled a pear for Lawrence and went to the supermarket with Scarlett to get their fruit salad ingredients. The ladies stood in a single file, and Abigail took everything she needed in one go.

“Don’t you check the brands?” Scarlett asked.

“I don’t know a lot about dressing brands. Any suggestions?” Abigail stopped in her tracks and asked.

better and not so icky. I’ll teach you

from the ward’s doorway. When he saw the duo, he quickly went

She saw everything. Drop the act. They made the salad, and Scarlett asked Abigail to share it with her. Abigail only had a part of it, but she realized it was a big part. Once they were done cating. Analise and Sean came in with lunch boxes. Even Cameron

here. Shouldn’t you be

your family, so she

Can you stop showing off

was just telling the

placed the lunch boxes on the nightstand, then, she opened them up It’s dinner for you and your wife I met some pasta and

heard pasta, and she huddled loser

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want to eat?” Sean opened up the lunch box

her grandmother’s pasta and arancini. The elderly woman was great at making them. Nothing outside could compare

Scarlett was huddling closer to Lawrence’s lunch box, Lawrence asked, “I thought you’d only have salad for dinner and no

anymore, so…” She couldn’t eat it, but it was Analise’s cooking, so she had

some pasta. “Have a taste. Have more if you

already digging into

the Pearson case

called the mortuary and ordered a funeral package. He picked the coffin, and now he’s waiting

well. Just get some rest here for

nodded, touched. “Thank you, Analise. I know why Abby loves

you too.”