Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel 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.

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 exposed 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 her messy hair, she greeted Dahlia with a smile. "Hi, Dahlia."

She was about to get out of bed when Dahlia hurriedly stopped her. "You don't have to get out. I'll bring it to you and take it away once you're finished."

As Abigail stole a look at the blankets which were not completely hidden, she was certain that Dahlia would realize what was happening if she was here and came to a quick decision—pinching Sean hard under the blankets.

She had no idea which part she had pinched, but it was hard and even hurt her fingers a little. Sean's expressionless face winced for a second as he was the unfortunate recipient of her actions, and blood rushed to his face. So, he hastily got up on the bed and extended his hands to Dahlia. "Pass it to me."

Dahlia passed it to him as instructed. "Okay, you can feed her, then."

Sean's hands turned rigid for a second, and his thin lips smirked. Then, he deftly placed the tray on the bedside table next to him, picked up the bowl, scooped some pudding with the spoon, and delivered it to Abigail's lips.

The last thing Abigail wanted was to share a spoon with him because it gave her the idea that they were sharing an indirect kiss.

Therefore, she snatched the bowl from him and finished the pudding in a gulp as she raised her brows at Sean provocatively. "It's yummy." But you can't have any of it.

Amused by her reaction, he chuckled loudly, and Dahlia looked at them once more before hastily keeping away the tray and leaving quietly.

In the meantime, Lina was still waiting at the door, and it was all she could do to stop herself from sticking her ear to the door to eavesdrop. When Dahlia came out with an empty bowl, her eyes practically sparkled. "They finished it?"

"Yes, but it's a shame that Ms. Abigail is the only one who ate it," Dahlia answered softly.

"It's not a problem. As long as he's a man, he won't be able to turn her down," Lina said. This time, I'm sure I'll get a grandchild! "Clean the bowl and don't leave any traces behind," she added, sounding satisfied.