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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Chapter 131 Don’t Like to Eat in Bed

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

hair, she greeted Dahlia with a smile,

get out of

I’ll bring it to you and

the

that Dahlia would realize what was happening if she

came to a quick decision–pinching

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

face

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actions, and blood rushed to his

and extended his hands to Dahlia. “Pass

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passed it to him as instructed. “Okay, you can feed her,

hands turned rigid for a second,

table next to him,

with the spoon,

speechless and confused. Frankly,

expecting her to do and looked him in the eyes

brows, shifting his gaze from her face to

he wasn’t going to

a pretentious person and had sincerely loved him

still found it a little awkward to be

front of others, especially since it was

her heart still fluttered

was reminding her

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

don’t like to eat

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the

in her mouth and hurriedly tried to

time. Don’t fuss over it. Mr. Sean

food in

ate the

realized that Dahlia wasn’t going to leave until

and facing the same direction,

while holding

just like satin, and her cherry–red lips

the dessert, giving

ripe

discretely as he held the spoon still in the air for