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.

Sun,

Sept

Chapter 131 Don’t Like to Eat in Bed

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 with a smile,

get out of bed when Dahlia hurriedly

bring it to you and take

the blankets which

would realize what was

decision–pinching Sean

had pinched, but it was hard and

fingers a little. Sean’s expressionless face winced

24

60%

200tle to Eat in

unfortunate recipient of her actions, and blood rushed

and extended his hands to

3/6

him as instructed. “Okay, you can feed her,

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

bedside table next to him, picked

the spoon, and delivered it to Abigail’s

Abigail was speechless and confused. Frankly, she didn’t

expecting her to do and looked him in the eyes steadily.

her face to the

he wasn’t going

person and had sincerely

years, she still found it a little awkward to be so lovey–dovey

especially since it

but her heart still fluttered

reminding her that Sean now

Sun, 24 Sept

60

131 Don’t Like

that Sean would help her, she thought about it

“I don’t like

4/6

watched in dismay as the

her mouth and hurriedly tried to

Don’t fuss over it. Mr. Sean has

in

deeply and ate the pudding

that Dahlia wasn’t going to leave until she had the

facing the same

her face while

soft, just like satin, and her cherry–red

liquid from the dessert,

like a ripe peach

still in the air