The Spare Wife

Chapter 70 Force Her to Apologize Publicly

Sean let go of Abigail’s chin and stepped aside. Lowering his gaze, he looked at her and said, “We’ll meet again at night. Send me a message, and I’ll bring your drafts.” With that, he walked up to the door. He opened it and left the room, leaving behind a lingering coldness that Joan’s call had

brought.

Abigail sat alone for a while before deciding to take a shower. Afterward, she confided in Luna about his request.

Luna was so pissed that she threw her phone on the couch. “He treated you well in the production.

team, so I thought your relationship with him had improved. Alas… He’s getting greedy, isn’t he?”

“Joan still holds a special place in his eyes,” Abigail said in a low voice.

Luna approached the coffee table and crouched to pour a glass of water. She downed it and said, “I

thought I could teach Joan a lesson this time, but who knew… It must be nice to have Sean

protecting her, huh? My blood pressure is ramping up.”

Abigail asked, “What were you planning to do?”

“I was going to make Joan publicly apologize to us. If she refused, I was considering suing her for

endure it again. I thought our studio could

apologized to us this

drafts to me. I don’t want to have any more contact with him, so

keep it up. I’m telling you, you seriously have

grumbled in dissatisfaction, “I even thought about burning his

do that. It’s a great opportunity, so just meet up with him. Also, since he’s taking the initiative to ask you out, he must have something else to talk about. What if

looked at her with concern. “But do

pairing if it feels real, right? Moreover, why would you offend him for no reason? You can benefit from being around him

in resignation. “All

interact with him. You can gain popularity and maybe even annoy Joan. You’re getting a lot

him the message.” She was also worried

and the night air had a refreshing coolness. Hidden in a nook within the garden’s rockery, Abigail sent a message to Sean: ‘Why aren’t you here yet? There are too

the message, he

spot, only to find her head enveloped

he joined her in

at Abigail in the darkness and remarked, “What kind of

we have met somewhere else? Did it have to be such

a faint smile unseen

arm nervously. “I don’t want anyone

“What secret mission are we on that

now

anticipated her choice