The Spare Wife

Chapter 34
When the two arrived home, Ana lise was already bustling about in the
kitchen.
Abigail washed her hands and entered the kitchen. “Let me do it, Grandma.”
Ana lise wanted to decline, but when she saw Sean taking off his coat and
entering as well, she instantly smiled. “Sure, of course! You two probably like
more seasoned food, so go ahead.”
Abigail had just taken a seat next to Ana lise when a piece of fish appeared
on her plate. She looked up and saw that it was from none other than Sean.
She returned the favor with a sweet smile, but she was complaining in her
heart.
I don’t like fish!
Is this man getting revenge on me for getting in the way between his lunch
appointment with Joan?
Furious, Abigail grabbed a large spi cy chicken wing and placed them on
Sean’s plate. Then, she said innocently and caringly, “Darling, you like chicken
wings, don’t you? Eat as much as you like!”
Abigail was a proper Chilgalesian, so she was adept at eating spi cy food.
The spi cy chicken wings weren’t just spi cy, but they were also filled with
numbing spices.
It didn’t matter if one could pick all the spices out; they were hidden under
the skin, so they were impossible to detect.
Sean couldn’t handle spi cy food.
He took a bite, then his expression instantly froze. He looked up at Abigail.
Abigail blinked. “Is it not delicious?”

Sean didn’t make a sound. He silently finished the food she placed on his
plate, then put more fish on hers. He gave her a slightly challenging look as
he said, “Eat as much as you like.”
Abigail fell silent.
“Don’t you like it?” Sean mimicked her tone. “Darling?”
Abigail gritted her teeth so strongly that her teeth almost smashed into
pieces. She put on a fake smile and said, “Hah, no, I do like it.”
She lowered her head and ate the fish. For a moment, she didn’t know if the
fish was worse, or the fact that he called her ‘darling’.
She felt something heavy in her throat.
After dinner, Abigail hastily ran off. The meal was giving her goosebumps.
There weren’t any video conferences scheduled for that day, but after dinner,
tell him funny stories about Abigail’s
childhood.
When it was over, it was almost 11.00PM.
Abigail coaxed Ana lise to go to bed. When she emerged from Ana lise’s room,
she noticed that Sean hadn’t left. He was standing in the small living room,
holding the toy drum with red linings that Ana lise had brought from the
countryside. With a slight movement of his fingers, dull sounds came from
the toy drum. Thump! Thump!
Perhaps fearing it would wake Ana lise, he put it down after the two thumps.
Then, he picked up the small shoes next to it.
To be honest, they were about to be divorced, so Abigail was more or less a
single woman right now. However, now that there were so many children’s
things in the house, it would create certain misunderstandings.
Would Sean think that Abigail was getting a divorce while pregnant?
One was too busy while the other was too sleepy yesterday, so none of them
had time for that. On that night, the two were extremely sober, so Abigail
feared that Sean might get the wrong idea. She cleared her throat and
stepped forward. “Um… Don’t get the wrong idea. Grandma brought these
from the countryside. I’m not pregnant.”
Sean looked up at her, then put down the shoes in his hands. “Okay.”
He didn’t respond much, so she didn’t want to force the conversation along. It
might look too suspicious. Hence, she stiffly changed the subject. “Are you
going home tonight?”
With that, she felt a little guilty; she felt as if she were a horrible ingrate.
It was as if she were chasing him out after taking advantage of him. So, she
hastily added, “I’m not chasing you away; I just worry that you’d think that this
place is too small, so it’s not-”
Nice enough…
Before she could continue her sentence, she heard Sean say calmly, “I don’t
mind.”
“Huh?” She whipped her head up, looking at Sean in a daze.
Sean gave her a meaningful glance, then walked toward the bedroom. “I
don’t mind it at all. You should rest early. You still have work tomorrow.”