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.

back of

her to lean closer to him. She saw the coldness in his deep eyes, and her body involuntarily trembled. “If

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

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

of Sean’s anger seemed to dissipate as he heard her words. He released her neck and instead pinched her chin. Then, he kissed her lips lightly. “You were

itself makes people uncomfortable.”

and spoke calmly, “Is it my fault that the drink is named that

traced her chin. “Have you ever thought why

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

sneered. “Calling you ‘Abby,’ and him thinking of you as a white lily

overthinking it.”

and spoke coldly, “I’m not you. Don’t use your moral standards to

moral standards of mine?” he immediately

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.”

were drowned out

clearly, nor did

silent, and Sean glanced at Abigail, who was

“Weren’t we fine before?” he

felt a

children so badly? Can’t you live without them?” He

that? Have a kid, don’t have a kid, do

prick.”

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

words.”

talking, then. You’re so chatty!” Abigail suppressed her