The Spare Wife

Chapter 111 Voice Recorder

The first show was scheduled for the next day. Abigail took the dress to her room for final checks to prevent unforeseen circumstances. When she opened her room door, she was startled to find Sean sitting there.

He had returned to his company two days ago, so she assumed he wouldn’t be back so soon. His sudden appearance in her room rattled her already tense nerves.

“You seem surprised to see me,” he remarked casually as he put down her notebook.

Abigail used the notebook to doodle patterns for the dress, often finding inspiration at random moments. She hadn’t expected Sean to go through her notebook, especially when he had previously shown little interest in her work. “I heard you went back to work. Of course, I’m surprised to see you in my room,” she replied, quickly coming up with an excuse. She composed herself and held her dress up a little, then she went into the room and closed the door.

He glanced at the dress in her hands. “Is Luna having you check the dress instead of working on it

herself?”

“She wants me to check the details. She’s exhausted after working on it all day,” she explained.

He then turned his attention to her notebook. “Nice patterns. Did Luna ask you to learn this as

well?”

Abigail hung the dress on a hanger, feeling slightly offended by Sean’s comment. Her mind was already weary from a long day’s work, and she couldn’t figure out why Sean would ask her that. “Yep. What do you think? Do I have enough talent to be a designer?”

don’t

stranger pricked me last time. Have

did it?”

handle it,”

him with a hint of subtle mockery flickering in her eyes.

it. She looked away, pretending to be interested in the dress, but her

the dress, finding the situation amusing and pathetic, and thought, If he refuses to tell me,

rest. You’re working harder than any

before leaving the room.

closed, and Abigail was still stunned. She had expected Sean to stay longer, but it was just a brief visit. She entered the bathroom and splashed her face with cold water. When she looked at her reflection, she frowned.

shower and some adjustments to the dress, she sewed a few patches to

day. It wasn’t even seven o’clock yet,

Abigail was about to inquire about

“Open up.

opened the door, greeted by a pale Luna, which instantly alarmed her. “What’s wrong?

I found this in the couch crevices

it while we weren’t looking.” Luna showed

room.

the recorder and examined it closely. “Did you turn it off, or did it run