The Spare Wife

Chapter 67 Comments Go Crazy

Abigail had found a quiet spot in the garden to focus on her design sketches. As the sun began to set, she slipped back to her room.

During this time, she had many suspicions. Still, she wasn’t sure if Sean had helped her replace the design sketches.

Her next step was to turn those designs into finished drafts before moving on to making the

clothes.

The bi–weekly tea gathering had resumed, but today’s theme had unexpectedly changed from the

previous one.

A group of people gathered in the sunroom on the hotel’s rooftop for a meal featuring tea art and

desserts.

Abigail and Luna had arrived early. After sitting down, Abigail whispered to Luna, “Sean doesn’t like desserts, so he probably won’t come today.”

As soon as she said that, Sean and Kevin walked in together.

Kevin entered with a smile and greeted everyone. “Let’s keep it casual today. There’s no need to be

too formal.”

On the other hand, Sean strolled over to Abigail’s side and took a seat. As he settled in, he stretched his long legs, slightly opening them. She couldn’t help but feel his legs brushing against hers, especially today when she was wearing a short dress. Through the suit fabric, she could clearly sense his body temperature.

She couldn’t help but notice his well–defined leg muscles and her cheeks reddened. She contemplated adjusting her position but worried he might misinterpret her intentions.

people were around, Sean leaned closer to Abigail and asked, “Is it so

you for something?”

and turned to

you mean?”

He

to the point, asking, “Are you burning bridges? I helped you out of a tight spot, and you

now confident that Sean had helped her replace the design sketches. However, he didn’t mention the incident in their last encounter, which put her at ease. “Of

production team.” As she spoke,

on the couch, and his eyes narrowed as he looked at her

hang loosely, with a round wooden bead that swayed as she moved. This was the first time she wore a dress, and Sean’s gaze shifted to her waistline, which was relatively slender. His open appraisal of

like he

I want to read it

her, but the moment he walked in, he zeroed in on the assistant without

fashion design competition or a romance show? I don’t care. I want to see more! Please, don’t stop this, or

angry!

turned his head and noticed Sean’s intense stare at Abigail. It was as if Sean

and handed it to

green- glazed tea cup and looking at

the teacup down, he looked at the bewildered Abigail. “It’s quite bitter,

apologized. “I’ll

I don’t like tea. If you genuinely want to thank me, put in more effort,” Sean said, furrowing

her pause, and he added, “Remember,

stood

smiled.

refrigerator to fetch several bottles of carbonated water for Sean. The camera followed her the

audience went wild.

in real life! But he drank the energy drink that the assistant had yesterday. Is he promoting it for her? What kind of