The Spare Wife

Chapter 126

Chapter 126 Don’t Speak if You Don’t Know How

A discreet Bugatti parked in front of Abigail, and she approached it with a cold expression. He welcomed her with a slit of the door, which she opened and then looked at him. “Aren’t you going

home?”

“Get in,” Sean said impatiently in a chilly tone.

She bent down and got into the car. As soon as she closed the door, he grabbed her wrist. “What are

you doing?” She was about to struggle.

His eyes contained a trace of anger as he stared at her. Even without speaking, his presence made

her gradually quiet down. Inside the narrow compartment, the streetlights outside illuminated

through the windows. The shadows and light on his face created a stark contrast, making his aura

even more intimidating.

Abigail’s heart tightened slightly. She looked at him as her lips pressed tightly.

Sensing that she was somewhat afraid of him, Sean relaxed his grip. “What were you discussing

with them?”

“I don’t need to report to you, do I?” She steadied her mind.

on the back of her neck, his entire palm touching

in his deep eyes, and her body involuntarily trembled. “If

to deal with L.Moon, you won’t be able to afford to pay the breach of contract penalty. Understand?”

tonight?” Abigail asked while maintaining her composure. “I had a frank and

her words. He released her neck and instead pinched

itself makes people uncomfortable.”

“Is it my fault

“Have you ever thought why

she replied with a hint

thinking of you as a white lily for years.

overthinking it.”

away and spoke coldly, “I’m not you. Don’t use

moral standards of mine?” he

against the car seat, she looked out the window. “Have you explained the situation with Joan and the bag to the public

before worrying about mine.”

His words were drowned out by the blaring

hear clearly, nor did she

Sean glanced at Abigail, who

we fine before?”

felt a pang of

want children so badly? Can’t you

Have a kid, don’t have a kid, do whatever you want. Plus, I

prick.”

eyes turning red, Sean immediately said sternly, “You’re about

words.”

chatty!” Abigail suppressed her pent-up anger. He

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