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.

nervously, aware of how touchy he

childbirth.

Sean had hardly said a

aware he was upset

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

off. “Is it her

eyes. Quickly,

papers now.”

me right

hand resting by her side. “Let’s go. We should

had recommended to her was quite effective. Abigail planned

her to

turned cold. “You should stay here and take care of your grandmother. She has trouble moving around, and she needs

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

“Abigail…”

I’ll handle things here with my grandmother on my own. If something like this happens again, I won’t bother you. Is that clear?” Abigail

her head to look

Sean looked at her in

of my work,” Abigail replied

please,” Sean said icily,

while Abigail, due to Luna’s

her tablet to

as she finished sending the drawings to Luna,

the door open and saw Abigail stashing her tablet back into her bag. She looked

Abigail zipped up her bag and stood up,

head slightly lowered.

his sleeves and stir–frying some vegetables. Julie, seeing Abigail come

excuse to escape. “I’ll