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,

to get out of bed when Dahlia

bring it to you and take

the blankets which were

that Dahlia would realize what

to a quick decision–pinching Sean hard under

had pinched, but it was

a little. Sean’s expressionless face winced for a

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unfortunate recipient of her actions, and blood rushed to

got up on the bed and extended his

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passed it to him as instructed.

turned rigid for a second, and his thin

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

with the spoon, and delivered it to Abigail’s

was speechless and confused. Frankly, she

her to do and looked him in

shifting his gaze from her face to the spoon and

going to put it

a pretentious person and

it a

of others, especially since it was the first time. She knew

her heart still fluttered against her

reminding her that Sean now belonged

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that Sean would help her, she thought about it

“I don’t like to eat

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the pudding that had already reached

up in her mouth and hurriedly tried to

it’s only this one time. Don’t fuss over it.

in

deeply and ate the pudding Sean was feeding her

that Dahlia wasn’t going to

sitting and facing the same direction,

while

was smooth and soft, just like

with the sugary liquid from the dessert, giving off a

like a ripe

discretely as he held the spoon still in the air for a