The Spare Wife

Joan pulled her hand back. Since she was surrounded, she had no idea what Sean and Abigail were doing, and she teared up.

Luna said, “Miss Palmer, since you can’t even prepare the fruits, let me do it. You get some rest.”

Kevin said, “The medic’s arriving soon. Calm down. At least get disinfected. For safety’s sake.”

Damian dragged Victor away and went back to their stations. Luna took over Joan’s job, while Kevin sat Joan down and blew on her wound. To his credit, that was caring.

Sean finished cleaning the processor’s blades and approached Joan. He asked calmly, “Let me see your hand.”

Joan raised her hand. The wound wasn’t bleeding anymore, and it didn’t look deep at all. Without the impact of blood, the wound didn’t look scary at all. It was just a white line on a finger.

“Not a big deal. Just rub something on it and slap some Band–Aid over the wound. You can get back to work right away,” said Sean. He was going to go back and grill. Abigail’s cooking skills were dubious. He was worried she might flip the whole grill and burn herself.

Joan looked aggrieved, but she nodded anyway. The audience mocked her aggressively.

‘She calls that a wound? It’s almost microscopic. Damian was right. If the medic’s one second slower, the wound would’ve closed up. Man, that guy’s good. He shoots straight.‘

Victor and Damian are so dramatic. First thing Victor did was tell everyone about the wound. It’s like he did it on purpose, that drama queen.‘

look at her more, and then the guy

showed up, Kevin left.

came back to Joan holding a plate of

after us. Mr. Graham’s taking Abigail’s side

dark. “It’s

did anything wrong, Luna could still ask

her around.

to design everything for Joan. Of course he would give her some privilege. However, he wouldn’t let Victor and Damian off the hook if they did

and Victor dislike us now. If we kick them

into their

a point. She said, “It doesn’t matter. I’ll

were concocting their evil plan, Luna snuck over to Victor and Damian. She

we talk later?”

garden in the

while Sean kept Abigail around

She kept coughing, and her face

gave her a kebab.

it on a plate and munched on the