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.”

be at work?” Abigail headed

and caught a couple of fish

Was he really working, or was he just on

dining table, she noticed

were three

you to be able to cook these ordinary dishes.” Abigail picked up her

the food,

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

two of them sat at the table, chatting like

the window, gazing at the mountains

only sat for a short while before she started to keep herself

back in the kitchen. He had somehow managed to get some local delicacies. Abigail

began

touched

bit for lunch.

a knock on the

up, wondering if it was time for

scent was

“Are you done with your work?” He was wearing an apron, and his

to finish everything before June, Abigail

case, let’s have dinner first. You can

was really looking forward to

sat at the dining table, Abigail patiently

came out with a large iron pot. Abigail craned her neck to get

placed the pot on the table that

get these?” Abigail’s mouth was practically

sounding rather proud. “I have some experience with fishing, so I caught more

sometimes men could be

upset?” Abigail licked her lips and got

hands.