The Spare Wife

Chapter 69 You’re Trying to Please Me

Abigail thought, Joan’s just a homewrecker, yet so shamelessly arrogant. Does she think she can just bully me?

Luna couldn’t help but smile faintly. There was a mocking tone in her voice as she replied, “Don’t worry, I have my own plans.” Before this, they were losing their edge, so she didn’t find it. appropriate to say anything to the media. This time, if Joan refused to apologize publicly, Luna

wouldn’t let her off the hook either!

After the three hours of tea–brewing and snack–making had passed, Abigail gathered her belongings and returned to her room. As she settled down, a knock on her door disrupted her moment of rest. She assumed it was Luna who wanted to discuss the draft. So, she quickly got up and opened the door.

Before Abigail could say anything, Sean barged into her room.

Startled, she glanced outside. She ensured no cameras were following him and closed the door.

“Why are you acting like we’re having an affair?” Sean’s voice sounded from behind Abigail. Before she could react, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

She tried to break free, saying, “It’s not the right time…”

Sean wrapped his arm around Abigail as he closed the door with his free hand. After securely locking it, he took her hand and pressed her against the door, their bodies intimately close.

through his thin shirt. It sent shivers across her

goosebumps.

to please me today, right?” He rested his chin on her shoulder, his voice deep

suggestive.

replied, “You did

attraction between a

neck. After a while, he whispered, “I noticed many male models checking

bothered about other things. She bit

step, a dull knocking echoed outside. Someone was knocking on his room door. Abigail suspected it was Joan coming to

sounded a little

her head to look at him. Pursing her lips, she whispered, “I didn’t mean it that way.” She knew Sean was reminding her of their hidden marriage. If he left now, it might suggest

he was about to kiss her, his phone suddenly vibrated. She watched as he retrieved his phone and silenced it. She knew Sean was still

grip on her waist relaxed. He took his phone and walked

back, Abigail felt the warmth at her waist fade. A moment later, the bitterness and disappointment in her heart was replaced

my room right now. If you need something, we

answered Joan’s question calmly.

look at Abigail. Moments later, he hung