The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 13

After Abigail finished washing up, she placed the blankets on the couch and

snuggled in when a knock came at the door. She jerked upright with a

bounce as she whispered urgently to Sean, who was in bed, “Did you lock the

door?”

Sean narrowed his eyes at her and asked loudly, “What’s the matter?”

“Mr. Sean, it’s me,” Dahlia said. “Old Mrs. Graham prepared some pudding

earlier and would like you to try some. I’ll be coming in now if you’re still

awake.”

The knob turned and opened with a click.

Abigail literally jumped up from the couch and stuffed the blankets under the

bed while Dahlia was passing through the corridor into the bedroom area.

After that, she flipped open Sean’s blankets and slipped in like a fish. The

moment she slipped in, she accidentally hit his chest and they both grunted.

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This noise sounded amorous at night, and Dahlia stopped abruptly while

walking in. Then, she asked tentatively, “Mr. Sean and Ms. Abigail… May I come

in?”

Sean gritted his teeth as he glanced at the head with the top sexposed

hidden beneath the blanket. An unreadable, dark look washed over his eyes.

“Come in,”

Abigail played along and climbed out of the blankets. After she straightened

messy hair, she greeted Dahlia

get out of bed when Dahlia hurriedly stopped her.

I’ll bring it to you and take it away

the blankets which were not

would realize what was happening if she

decision–pinching

no idea which part she had

Sean’s expressionless face winced

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her actions, and blood rushed to his face.

on the bed and extended his hands to Dahlia. “Pass it to

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passed it to him as instructed. “Okay, you can feed her,

hands turned rigid for a second, and his thin lips smirked. Then,

on the bedside table next to

pudding with the spoon, and delivered it to Abigail’s

speechless and confused.

was expecting her to do and looked him in

his gaze from her face

he wasn’t going to put it

though she wasn’t a pretentious person and had sincerely

whole years, she still found it a little awkward

in front of others, especially since it was the

still fluttered against her chest. On

was reminding her that

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help her, she thought about it for

before saying, “I don’t like

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watched in dismay as the pudding that had

didn’t end up in her mouth and hurriedly tried to smooth over

this one time. Don’t fuss over

food in his

ate the pudding Sean was

realized that Dahlia wasn’t going to

were sitting and facing the same direction,

her face while holding the

soft, just

sugary liquid from the dessert, giving off

a ripe peach

discretely as he held the spoon still in the air for a while. “Is