The Spare Wife

Chapter 92

Chapter 92 It’s Raining

“Take the call,” Sean said groggily. He took a deep breath, and he still sounded nasal. He was obviously annoyed by the call.

Abigail noticed that it was from Joan. A moment of silence later, she said, “It’s from Joan.”

Sean’s eyes snapped open, and he took the phone before answering the call. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s raining, Sean. I’m scared,” said Joan, her voice breaking up. She sounded like a crying cat.

Abigail looked at Sean.

“I’m not at the hotel,” said Sean, not as impatient as he was before.

Oh, so he’s going to go to her if he’s at the hotel? Annoyed, she stomped Sean’s calf.

Sean gasped in pain and looked at Abigail coldly. Abigail blinked innocently.

“You went out?” Joan asked, surprised. She knew Abigail took a leave because her grandmother was

hurt, but she didn’t know when Abigail would return. That’s a coincidence.

personal. If you’re scared, share a

head on his taut arm, and her head buzzed. Sean’s arm got numb as well. He looked at Abigail and pulled back his arm, and then he held. Abigail by the back of her collar. “It’s late. Get some rest.” Sean lost interest in

held her and turned her around. “What were you doing? Venting

late, and yet you still took the call. Grandma doesn’t sleep deeply. You could’ve woken

you kicked me?” Sean’s leg was still

wanted to stretch my legs.”

“Do

to sleep.” Abigail

her waist and slid

“Grandma’s right beside us. Are

said she’s been wanting us to have kids. Sean looked at Abigail

and she

pinching her waist. He huddled closer and said imposingly, “So, are you going to pull any tricks next

up. She struggled and answered, “No. No

begin with,

stood at the doorway. “Be quiet, you guys,

arms were wrapped around her waist, and he held

the door, her face red. Abigail wanted to bite Sean. You can’t say

said, “You’re going

am not going at anything.” Abigail grabbed his

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