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

hair, she greeted Dahlia with a smile, “Hi,

to get out of bed when Dahlia hurriedly stopped her.

to you

a look at the blankets which were not

that Dahlia would realize what was happening if

came to a quick decision–pinching Sean

part she had pinched, but it was

Sean’s expressionless face winced for a

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her actions, and blood rushed to his face.

extended his

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as instructed. “Okay, you can feed her,

for a second, and his thin lips smirked.

the tray on the bedside table next to him,

with the spoon, and delivered it

Abigail was speechless and

to do and looked him in the

gaze from her

going to put it

though she wasn’t a pretentious person and had

found it a little awkward to be

it was the first

but her heart still fluttered against her

her rationale was reminding her that Sean now belonged to

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Sean would help her, she thought about it for

“I don’t like

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in dismay as the pudding that had already

mouth and hurriedly tried

this one time. Don’t fuss over it.

in his

deeply and ate the pudding Sean was

going to leave until she had the pudding.

and facing the

while

was smooth and soft, just like satin,

liquid from the dessert, giving off a glossy

a ripe peach under

as he held the spoon still in the air for