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.

not

a lot. When they came back, Abigail, from afar, saw Lawrence staring at them from the ward’s doorway. When he saw the duo, he quickly went back into the ward. They came in

a part of it, but she realized it was a big part. Once they were done cating. Analise and Sean came in with lunch

Shouldn’t

family, so she told me to

at Cameron coolly. Can you stop showing off your

I was just telling

nightstand, then, she opened them up It’s dinner for

and she huddled

1/2

want to eat?” Sean opened up

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

huddling closer to Lawrence’s lunch box, Lawrence asked, “I thought you’d only have salad for dinner

but it was Analise’s cooking, so she had to at least be polite

a taste. Have

was already digging

Pearson case going?”

mortuary and ordered a funeral package. He picked the coffin, and now he’s waiting for Lawrence to go back for the

things well. Just

touched. “Thank you, Analise. I know why

you too.”