I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 647 Ten More Minutes of Rest

However, they were greeted with the task of helping in the kitchen. Abigail could not help but think they did not come here for medical treatment but rather to experience the countryside life.

After finishing their meal, she and Sean were exhausted. There were no convenient facilities for washing up here, but fortunately, Ronaldo had made arrangements beforehand. There was solar power and a makeshift bathroom, although they had to conserve water and fetch it after usage.

At 9:30 a.m., they lay together on the relatively spacious bed. Her arms felt like they were about to break. “I’m starting to have second thoughts. Maybe I should just leave you here alone.”

“When disaster strikes, everyone flees for safety, right?” Sean looked at her.

Abigail had done a lot of work that day while he had not exerted much effort. His hands were blistered and still quite painful.

“Let’s sleep… I’m tired.” She closed her eyes, thinking about the unknown things that awaited them tomorrow, which worried her.

From dealing with L.Moon’s affairs until now, she had never gone to bed this early.

Sean looked at her profile, feeling content and at ease in his heart. It was so miraculous that even he could not understand it. No matter how good his relationship with her was in Capitalis and Pendorf, it had never been like today, giving him a completely new sense of peace.

He could not figure out why, but he felt that today was somehow different. Most likely, they were just too tired. As such, he did not dwell on it for long before falling asleep.

training. They had to water Alice’s vegetables in the morning and weed the garden. The couple divided the tasks, with her watering the vegetables and him pulling out the weeds… They were

whole body. However, she still found

heavy work. No matter how much work or pressure he

your own.” When they were almost at Alice’s

the day after you leave… I could hold on as long as

would be

1/2

to solve on your own.” Abigail now regretted

was thinking maybe I should secretly buy a ticket and take you away with me…” His voice was low, and he still had dirt

Your life is more

had to endure it. It was only two years

stopped talking. Indeed, Abigail wanted him to get better, so even if it was difficult now, they had to

It was noodle soup cooked with beef bones.

yourselves. During typhoon season, you can’t go out to fetch water. By then, you won’t even

was at a

could not go out during typhoon season. While Alice could survive with a barrel of water, it would not be enough