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

greeted Dahlia with

get out of bed when

to

a look at the blankets which were not completely

what was happening if she was

a quick decision–pinching Sean hard

had pinched, but it was hard and

a little. Sean’s expressionless face

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of her actions, and blood rushed to his face. So,

up on the bed and extended his hands to

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him as instructed. “Okay, you can feed her,

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

on the bedside table next to him, picked up

with the spoon, and

was speechless and

her to do and looked him in the eyes

brows, shifting his gaze from her face

he wasn’t going

wasn’t a pretentious person and had sincerely loved

found it a

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

heart still fluttered against her chest. On the

her that Sean

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Sean would help her, she thought

before saying, “I don’t like to eat in

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as the pudding that had already reached

mouth

time. Don’t fuss over it. Mr. Sean has

food in

deeply and ate the pudding Sean was feeding

realized that Dahlia wasn’t going to leave until she had the

the same direction, Sean

while holding the

skin was smooth and soft, just like satin,

liquid from the dessert, giving off

ripe peach under

held the spoon still in the air for a