I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 600 Got to Show the Love

Abigail grunted. She noticed Lawrence staring at her and smiling, and she got uneasy. “What’s wrong?”

she asked.

“It’s fine. I’m just happy.” Lawrence looked away, but he was smiling. He couldn’t help it.

Abigail noticed the fruits lying around, and she asked, “Do you want to have some fruits? There are-

“I’ll have anything!” Lawrence answered quickly. Realizing he had interrupted Abigail, he said, “Go on. I won’t interrupt you anymore.”

Abigail grunted and went to the fruit basket. “Any allergies or things you can’t eat? Things that might spike your blood sugar levels?”

“No. I’ve always been healthy.” Lawrence felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

Scarlett was jealous, and she stared at Abigail. Abigail couldn’t take it eventually, so she asked, “What about you? Any favorites or things you don’t eat?”

“I like fruit salad. Can we do it together?” Scarlett asked, almost simpering.

“Sure.” Abigail nodded. She peeled a pear for Lawrence and went to the supermarket with Scarlett to get their fruit salad ingredients. The ladies stood in a single file, and Abigail took everything she needed in one go.

“Don’t you check the brands?” Scarlett asked.

know a lot about dressing brands. Any suggestions?” Abigail stopped

and not so icky.

saw the duo, he quickly went back into the ward. They came in and saw Lawrence

salad, and Scarlett asked Abigail to share it with her. Abigail only had a part of it, but she realized it was a big part. Once

Shouldn’t you

family,

looked at Cameron coolly. Can you

I was just telling the

boxes on the nightstand, then, she opened them up It’s dinner for you and your wife I met some pasta and soup Have some. It’s good for your

pasta, and she huddled loser to

1/2

want to eat?” Sean opened up the

starving.” Abigail loved her grandmother’s pasta and arancini. The elderly woman was great at making

to Lawrence’s lunch box, Lawrence asked, “I thought you’d only have salad for dinner and no carbs. Why change

myself in shape anymore, so…” She couldn’t eat it, but it was Analise’s cooking, so she had to at least

gave her some pasta. “Have a taste. Have more if

digging into

how’s the Pearson case going?” Analise suddenly asked

package. He picked the coffin, and now he’s waiting

worry,” Analise told Lawrence and Scarlett. “Sean does things well. Just

know why Abby loves you now.