I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 94 Full Preparation

Sean knew no matter how strong he was, he couldn’t hold a pot that was almost filled with water

with one hand. The pot tilted, and the water, clams, and greens fell onto the cooktop. The fire was put out. Sean’s shirt, pants, and leather shoes were soiled by the grease and water. Clams and greens fell from the counter, and they clanged when they fell to the ground.

Abigail was holding the basin. She curled up a little as she retreated, staring at Sean in innocence.

and fear. Sean wanted to dunk the pot on her head. He glared at her. “Are you getting back at me?”

Abigail shook her head quickly. “I didn’t mean it, I swear.”

“You’d better not mean it, Abigail.” Sean, for once, got angry, and the veins on his neck throbbed.

“What’s wrong?” Julie held Analise, and they came to the kitchen.

Abigail quickly said, “Just a little accident. It’s nothing. I’ll clean it up.”

Sean put the pot down. “I’ll order delivery.” He lost the mood to cook. In the first place, he only

wanted to make something good to make Analise happy, and then this happened.

a reproachful look. She quickly asked Julie to

quickly. “Are you hurt, Sean? I’m sorry, Abigail’s a klutz.

she was an elder, she got scared when she

looking gloomy.

a tissue and wiped his shirt dry. He looked at Analise and eased up. “I’m alright. We’ll just get delivery for lunch, then,

familiar with this.” Analise quickly smiled to

shirt and

closer to Analise, and they ordered

patches off his clothes and sniffed around. He then noticed the scent

came to the kitchen. Abigail was sweeping the clams and greens away. He quickly went inside and turned off

gas.

“I’m

out of a molehill, but at that moment, she was worried Sean might get scalded, so she picked up the

quickly cleaned the countertop. “We have your clothes in the closet. Why

more I

cleaning the kitchen, and Sean went into the

looked at Abigail, a little resigned. “He’s so nice to you. And you can cook too. What was with the

talk about that anymore, Grandma.” She clutched her hair, looking dejected. A while of chatting later, Abigail heard Sean calling for her, and she stood up. “I’ll be back in a

door. She slowly went to the

and a towel,” said Sean

and searched the closet for Sean’s clothes. A while later, she took the clothes

saw was Sean standing

I almost had a heart attack!” She glared at him as