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

back his arm, and then he held. Abigail by the back

grasp. Sean held her and turned her around. “What were

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

why you kicked me?” Sean’s leg

I just wanted to

sneered at her. “Do I look gullible to

to sleep.” Abigail closed her

waist

quietly, “Grandma’s right beside us. Are

kids. Sean looked at Abigail coolly.

and she blushed. “We

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

struggled and

small, to begin with, and it creaked when

“Be quiet, you guys,

embrace and didn’t move an inch. Sean’s arms were wrapped around her waist, and he held her gently, pinching her

to bite Sean. You can’t say that. She

said, “You’re going at it

am not going at anything.”

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