The Spare Wife

Chapter 93 Nagging About Pregnancy

Abigail felt like she was just an extra.

Analise watched the young couple with a pleased smile. “You two aren’t getting any younger. When are you going to have a child?” she suddenly asked Abigail and Sean during breakfast.”

Abigail knew Sean hated being pressured about having a child, and she didn’t want him to misunderstand. She quickly replied, “We’re considering it. My health might not be the best, so I haven’t conceived yet. We’re trying, though.”

Sean remained silent, his face tense.

Analise nodded gently. “A woman’s chances of conceiving decrease after twenty–eight, and it gets even riskier after thirty. I’ll find you a traditional doctor. You should try some herbal remedies.”

In reality, Sean’s grandmother had already tried all of this.

Every time Sean received medicine, he would discreetly dispose of it and not give it to Abigail.

Abigail nodded and muttered in agreement, but she couldn’t help stealing glances at Sean.

After finishing breakfast, Sean drove Abigail and Analise back home.

Julie was already waiting for them at home.

Sean and Abigail helped the elderly woman into her room, with Julie following behind.

“Julie, please take care of my grandmother. I’m going out to buy some medicine for her foot injury, and I’ll grab some groceries too.” Abigail stood at the doorway, looking a bit anxious at Sean, who had gone out.

“Go ahead,” Analise said, still smiling.

Abigail hurried out the door and saw Sean waiting for her at the staircase.

him nervously, aware of how touchy he was

childbirth.

her grandmother had mentioned it, Sean had hardly said a word, only

he was upset with her

take her words to heart… Old people tend to be naggy… she

her

at Sean, a fleeting trace of pain in her eyes. Quickly, she replied in a cool tone, “Well then, let’s go get

papers now.”

fight with me right now,” Sean said,

hand resting by her side. “Let’s go. We should buy groceries first. I also need to

had recommended to her was quite effective. Abigail

her to

the car, Sean’s tone turned cold. “You should stay here and take care of your grandmother. She has trouble moving around, and she needs you to assist

to the show. Don’t meddle in my work,” Abigail said, her frustration building up inside, her tone

“Abigail…”

things here with my grandmother on my own. If something like this happens again, I won’t bother you.

speaking and turned her head to look out

aren’t you?” Sean looked at

out of my work,” Abigail replied

Sean

Sean busied himself in the kitchen while Abigail, due to

room, using her tablet to

she finished sending the drawings to Luna, there

stashing her tablet back into her bag. She looked disapproving. “You’re hiding in your room, and

go take a look.” Abigail zipped up her bag and stood up, heading to the kitchen with

head slightly lowered.

up his sleeves and stir–frying some vegetables.

to escape. “I’ll go keep