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.”

to be at work?” Abigail headed for the

surroundings and caught a couple of fish on the

eyes. Was he really working, or was he

table, she noticed Sean bringing

inspection, there were three

didn’t expect you to be able to cook these ordinary

the food, she found her

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

two of them sat at the table,

by the window, gazing at the mountains outside, her emotions

sat for a short while

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

began

down her needle and touched her stomach,

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

a knock on

if it was time for dinner

scent was so

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

be able to finish everything before June, Abigail

You

She was hungry too, and she was really looking forward to what Sean had prepared. It smelled so

dining table, Abigail patiently

a large iron pot. Abigail craned her neck

pot on the table that

get these?” Abigail’s

group of kids this afternoon, Sean answered, sounding rather proud. “I have some experience with fishing, so I caught more

thought to herself that sometimes men could be really

upset?” Abigail licked her lips and

hands.