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.

you’re scared, share a room with someone,”

Sean and slammed her 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.

Sean’s grasp. Sean held her and turned her around.

quietly. “It’s late, and yet you still took the

you kicked me?”

accident. I just wanted to stretch my legs.” Abigail wouldn’t admit to

sneered at her. “Do

sleep.” Abigail

her waist and slid it under

She said quietly, “Grandma’s right beside

looked at Abigail coolly. “She’ll be happy to hear

his hand, and she blushed. “We can’t

closer and said imposingly,

heating up. She struggled and answered, “No. No

small, to begin with, and it

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

move an inch. Sean’s arms were wrapped around her waist, and he held her gently, pinching her softly. “We’ll

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

said, “You’re going

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