I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 227 All for Her

Sean’s gaze held a mysterious depth. “You really don’t trust me,

huh?”

“My grandmother’s life is at stake here. I can’t afford to make light of it,” Abigail replied firmly.

If there was even a one–in–a–million chance that people would find out, she would refuse Sean’s proposal.

“Alright, I promise you, no one will find out about this.”

Abigail was almost finished with her spaghetti. She glanced at Sean, who was still standing beside her. “Do you have anything else to do? If not, you can leave. I have my own matters to attend to after I finish eating.”

Sean fooked at her plate and said, “The meatballs are delicious too. Finish it. I’ll clear the dishes, and you can focus on your work.”

Abigail was momentarily at a loss for words.

“Hurry up and eat. I’ve got things to do too,” Sean gently urged.

Abigail quickly snapped back to reality. She finished her spaghetti and handed the plate to Sean, adding a courteous “Thank you.”

Sean pursed his lips slightly but didn’t respond.

True to form, Sean didn’t disturb Abigail for the rest of the morning.

At lunchtime, Abigail emerged from her room and went to the kitchen, only to find Sean already

there.

He was holding a plate of fish, and when he saw Abigail, he said in a familiar tone, “Go freshen up and get ready for lunch.”

you supposed to be at work?” Abigail headed for the

“Yes, I was. I inspected the surroundings and caught a couple of fish on the side. I

eyes. Was he really working, or was

dining table, she noticed Sean bringing in

there were

to cook

the aroma of the food, she found

from her, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Once you master cooking, whether it’s simple or complex, you’ll be able to

sat at the table, chatting like ordinary friends

out again. Abigail sat by the window,

a short while before she started to

the kitchen. He had somehow managed to get some local delicacies. Abigail was still working on her

began

needle and touched her stomach, letting out

felt like she had eaten quite a bit for lunch. How had she gotten hungry so

was a knock on

if it was time for dinner

was

and saw Sean standing there, asking, “Are you done with your work?” He was wearing an apron, and his hands

be able to finish everything before

You can continue

and she was really looking forward to what Sean had prepared.

dining table, Abigail

a large iron pot. Abigail craned her neck

placed the pot on the table that Abigail saw the

did you get these?” Abigail’s mouth was

Sean answered, sounding rather

sometimes

them all? Aren’t the kids upset?” Abigail licked her lips and

hands.