The Spare Wife

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.

out and placed his hand on the back of her neck, his entire palm touching

forced her to lean closer to him. She saw the coldness in his deep eyes, and her body involuntarily trembled. “If I tell you, you’ll deal with

to pay the breach of contract penalty. Understand?” He gripped her neck, his tone subtly exuding a heavy sense

maintaining her composure. “I had a frank and open dinner with them,

dissipate as he heard her words. He released her neck and instead pinched her chin. Then, he kissed her lips lightly. “You

itself makes people uncomfortable.”

her lips and spoke calmly, “Is it

her chin. “Have you ever thought

partners,” she replied with a hint of

‘Abby,’ and him thinking of you as a white

overthinking it.”

shook Sean’s hand away and

standards of mine?” he immediately

car seat, she looked out the window. “Have you explained the situation with Joan and the bag to the public yet? People are still shipping us as a couple. Handle your

before worrying about mine.”

like… think.” His words were drowned

hear clearly, nor did

and Sean glanced at Abigail, who

“Weren’t we fine before?” he asked

felt a

you want children so badly? Can’t you live without

she turned to glare at him. “Can we stop talking about that? Have a kid, don’t have a kid,

prick.”

her eyes turning red, Sean immediately said sternly,

words.”

suppressed her