I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 611 Sharing the Same Bed

Lawrence was so furious that his head hurt. He frowned and said, “Abby finally came back to stay, but she is disturbed and can’t sleep in the middle of the night. We shouldn’t have asked her to come back.”

“But she would have to come back sooner or later, right? If she didn’t come back, everything we’ve worked hard to earn would have been taken by them, and Abby would have nothing.

Furthermore, Abby will protect us.” Scarlett felt happy thinking about what Abigail had done that day.

Lawrence pressed his temples with his hand. “I’ll ask Abby tomorrow. If she really finds it annoying, we’ll let her choose for herself. We shouldn’t bind her with family ties. After all, we haven’t really raised her. Using our parent status to bind her is not right.”

Although Scarlett was reluctant, she agreed with Lawrence.

When Abigail arrived at Sean’s place, she found that there was nothing inside his house except for a bedroom with a bed and a wardrobe. The house was empty, as if no one lived there.

“Is this what you call your home?” Abigail looked around and felt speechless.

Sean coughed awkwardly. “I thought of it as just a place to sleep. Why complicate things? In case we get married later, we’ll have to buy a new house anyway.”

He didn’t actually like the Pearson Residence’s neighborhood because the architectural style didn’t match his aesthetics, so he never thought about staying there for a long time.

Abigail sat on the edge of his bed, pressed it, and found the bed quite soft. Then, she kicked off her shoes and got on the bed naturally.

Sean felt a bit embarrassed by how naturally she did all those things.

“There’s only one bed in the room.” Sean reminded Abigail.

“I know. If you want to sleep together, it’s fine, but I warn you, if you dare mess around, I don’t care if this is your house or not-I’ll still kick you off the bed,” Abigail said while taking off her

outerwear.

Only a monk would not feel any desire for the

lay down and noticed the scent of Sean on the bedding. It was a faint perfume smell,

side, and raised an eyebrow. “Are you planning to stand here all

that, right?” Sean told her. He

I know?” Abigail asked in return. One’s feelings were only

looked directly at Abigail. “Let me tell you. If I like you, it’s

straightforward words made Abigail feel

“Got it. I want to sleep

pressed the blanket down, and looked at her. “You’re just going to sleep like this? I haven’t

What right do you have to be intimate with me?” Abigail glared at him,

I don’t want you to think I’m deliberately acting like a rogue to you,” Sean said while sitting on the edge of the bed. He continued in a murmur, “After all, I’m not

over and faced away from

“I

a move,” Abigail said. This was his place, after all. If she had known that Sean’s place only

blanket and lay down

She hunched her body, and when

he remained silent and still

dare

there and felt stiff all over. She was both tired and sleepy. Eventually, she turned over as she

felt like a fool; she had been on her guard for an hour, but

soon succumbed to

slowly

of the night, Sean opened his eyes and stared at her sleeping

while taking care of Abigail’s emotions. He feared that