The Spare Wife

Chapter 94 Full Preparation

Sean knew no matter how strong he was, he couldn’t hold a pot that was almost filled with water

with one hand. The pot tilted, and the water, clams, and greens fell onto the cooktop. The fire was put out. Sean’s shirt, pants, and leather shoes were soiled by the grease and water. Clams and greens fell from the counter, and they clanged when they fell to the ground.

Abigail was holding the basin. She curled up a little as she retreated, staring at Sean in innocence.

and fear. Sean wanted to dunk the pot on her head. He glared at her. “Are you getting back at me?”

Abigail shook her head quickly. “I didn’t mean it, I swear.”

“You’d better not mean it, Abigail.” Sean, for once, got angry, and the veins on his neck throbbed.

“What’s wrong?” Julie held Analise, and they came to the kitchen.

Abigail quickly said, “Just a little accident. It’s nothing. I’ll clean it up.”

Sean put the pot down. “I’ll order delivery.” He lost the mood to cook. In the first place, he only

wanted to make something good to make Analise happy, and then this happened.

Noticing his bad mood, Analise shot Abigail a reproachful look. She quickly asked Julie to hold her

you hurt, Sean? I’m sorry, Abigail’s a klutz. She must’ve

carefully. Even though she was an

looking gloomy.

wiped his shirt dry. He looked at Analise and eased up. “I’m alright. We’ll just get delivery for lunch, then,

familiar with

He looked at his greasy shirt and pants, and he felt like fainting from the

huddled closer to Analise,

and sniffed around. He then noticed

Abigail was sweeping the clams and greens away. He quickly went inside

gas.

“I’m

a little when the fire got so high.” Abigail thought she had made a mountain out of a molehill, but at that moment, she was worried

broom, and then he cleaned the place up silently. Abigail quickly cleaned the countertop. “We have your clothes

talk, the more I wanna smack

up. They finished cleaning the kitchen, and Sean went into the bathroom to take

making their order. Analise looked at Abigail, a little resigned. “He’s so nice to you. And you can cook

quietly, “Please don’t talk about that anymore, Grandma.” She clutched her hair, looking dejected. A while of chatting later, Abigail heard Sean calling for her, and she

locked the door. She slowly

and a towel,” said

the necessities outside on purpose. She grunted and searched the closet for Sean’s clothes. A while later, she took the

was Sean standing behind

heart