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.

placed his hand on the back of her

coldness in his deep

I wish to deal with L.Moon, you won’t be able to afford to pay the breach of contract penalty. Understand?” He gripped her neck, his tone subtly exuding a

had a frank and open dinner with them, and you

He released her neck and instead pinched her chin. Then, he kissed her lips

itself makes people uncomfortable.”

calmly, “Is it my fault

chin. “Have you ever thought why Anthony gave you that

overthinking? We’re business partners,” she replied with a hint

of you as a white lily for years. Well… Maybe

overthinking it.”

not stand his sarcastic tone. She shook Sean’s hand away and spoke coldly,

standards of mine?” he immediately

the window. “Have you explained the situation with Joan and the bag

before worrying about mine.”

and Joan… like… think.” His words were drowned out

hear clearly, nor did she

Sean glanced at Abigail, who was looking out

fine before?” he

a pang

badly? Can’t you live without them?” He continued

she turned to glare at him. “Can we stop talking about that? Have a kid, don’t have a kid, do whatever you want. Plus, I don’t want to bear your child

prick.”

Sean immediately said sternly, “You’re about to cry after just

words.”

You’re so chatty!” Abigail suppressed her pent-up anger. He

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