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

Dahlia with a smile,

get out of bed when Dahlia hurriedly stopped

get out. I’ll bring it to you

Abigail stole a look at the blankets which were not completely hidden,

that Dahlia would realize what was

came to a quick decision–pinching Sean hard under the

had pinched, but

Sean’s expressionless face winced for a second as he

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bed and extended his

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as instructed. “Okay, you can

turned rigid for a second,

tray on the bedside table next to him, picked up the

pudding with the spoon,

point, Abigail was speechless

was expecting her to do and looked him in

his brows, shifting his gaze from her face to the spoon and hinting

that he wasn’t going to put it

she wasn’t a pretentious person and had

it a little awkward to be so

since it was the first

pretense, but her heart still fluttered against her chest. On the

her rationale was reminding her that

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she didn’t expect that Sean would help her, she thought about it for

saying, “I don’t like

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watched in dismay as the pudding that

up in her mouth and

this one time. Don’t

food in his

the pudding Sean was feeding her

that Dahlia wasn’t going to leave until

facing the same direction, Sean

face while holding the

just like satin, and

the dessert, giving off

like a ripe peach

he held the spoon still in the air for a while. “Is