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

get out. I’ll bring it to you and take

look at the blankets which were not

Dahlia would realize what was happening

came to a quick decision–pinching Sean hard

had no idea which part she had pinched, but it was

face winced for a

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to

of her actions, and blood rushed to his

the bed and extended his hands to Dahlia. “Pass

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instructed. “Okay, you can

rigid for a second, and his thin lips smirked. Then,

table next to

with the spoon, and delivered it

speechless and

Sean was expecting her to do and looked him in the

shifting his gaze from her face to the spoon and hinting

he wasn’t going to

a pretentious person and

years, she still found it a little awkward to be so lovey–dovey

front of others, especially since it was

still fluttered against her chest.

rationale was reminding her that Sean

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would help her, she thought

before saying, “I don’t like to eat

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in dismay as the pudding that had already

didn’t end up in her mouth and hurriedly tried to smooth

one time. Don’t fuss

in his

the pudding Sean was feeding

to leave until she had

were sitting and facing the same

her face while holding the

skin was smooth and soft, just like satin, and her cherry–red lips

the sugary liquid from the

like a ripe

discretely as he held the spoon still in the air

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