I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 13

After Abigail finished washing up, she placed the blankets on the couch and

snuggled in when a knock came at the door. She jerked upright with a

bounce as she whispered urgently to Sean, who was in bed, “Did you lock the

door?”

Sean narrowed his eyes at her and asked loudly, “What’s the matter?”

“Mr. Sean, it’s me,” Dahlia said. “Old Mrs. Graham prepared some pudding

earlier and would like you to try some. I’ll be coming in now if you’re still

awake.”

The knob turned and opened with a click.

Abigail literally jumped up from the couch and stuffed the blankets under the

bed while Dahlia was passing through the corridor into the bedroom area.

After that, she flipped open Sean’s blankets and slipped in like a fish. The

moment she slipped in, she accidentally hit his chest and they both grunted.

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This noise sounded amorous at night, and Dahlia stopped abruptly while

walking in. Then, she asked tentatively, “Mr. Sean and Ms. Abigail… May I come

in?”

Sean gritted his teeth as he glanced at the head with the top sexposed

hidden beneath the blanket. An unreadable, dark look washed over his eyes.

“Come in,”

Abigail played along and climbed out of the blankets. After she straightened

she greeted Dahlia with

was about to get out of bed

to you and take it

Abigail stole a look at the blankets

Dahlia would realize what was happening if

to a quick decision–pinching Sean

she had pinched, but it was hard and even

little. Sean’s expressionless face winced for a

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of her actions, and

up on the bed and extended his hands to Dahlia. “Pass it

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instructed. “Okay,

second, and his thin lips

table next to him,

the spoon,

speechless and

to do and looked him in the

his gaze from her face to

wasn’t going

person and had sincerely loved him

she still found it a little awkward to be

since it was the first time. She knew it

her heart still

her rationale was reminding her that Sean

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expect that Sean would help her, she thought about

before saying, “I don’t

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as the pudding

her mouth

this one time. Don’t fuss over it. Mr. Sean

in his

deeply and ate the pudding Sean was

that Dahlia wasn’t going to leave until

were sitting and facing the same direction, Sean would

face while

soft, just like satin, and her

from the dessert, giving off a glossy

ripe peach under

the spoon still