The Spare Wife

Chapter 127 The Unwanted One

Sean’s lips traced her fair neck, and his hands began to wander. Abigail did not resist him.

Her body was heating up after she was kissed all over. When she looked at him, she asked with a trembling voice, “Why did you wear a white suit today?”

He did not answer her and kissed her lips.

When Abigail woke up the next morning, Sean had already left. She freshened up and headed to the living room, where she found Analise busy. Analise turned to her and asked, “Sean left early and

didn’t have breakfast. Did you upset him last night?”

“No. I’m going to visit his grandparents today. You don’t need to prepare lunch for me,” Abigail said

as she walked toward the kitchen.

Analise nodded. As Abigail walked out of the kitchen holding breakfast, her grandmother added, “I

made some pasta for you and Sean. I’ll put them in the freezer. If you don’t feel like cooking, just

reheat them.”

Just as Abigail sat at the dining table, she looked at Analise and asked, “Why? Are you going home?”

Analise nodded. “Yes. Living here is too restricting. I’m stuck at home all day and unable to do

anything. I’m not used to it.”

“After some time, I plan to buy a new house with a yard. You can plant flowers and greens in the

yard,” Abigail said anxiously.

“Why bother? My roots are in the village, and I can’t live in the city,” Analise said with a kind smile.

drank her soup. “Grandma, if you must go back, promise me

every month. Don’t try to save money on

replied in a

The doctor said last time that if you keep this up,

secret.

moment,

sun shone on Abigail, casting a gentle golden glow around her. She

if you promise me, I’ll let you return. One day, if

nonsense are you on about… I’ll get proper treatment, so you don’t have to worry.

carried a

pasta made by Analise. Although she knew Cornelie would

he was doing and asked in

come with you?”

help out,” Abigail replied before changing her shoes and carrying a

a hint of displeasure, “You didn’t have to!” Despite his

immediately rushed out

uttered softly, “The pasta is made by Grandma, and there’s a box

tea, too.”

smile immediately appeared on Colby’s face. “Did

city for long. She gets restless cooped up at home with nothing to do,” Abigail

were chattering, Cornelie came downstairs. She was still upset

said sarcastically, “What are you doing here? If you get hurt again, will you complain

came to visit you. Can’t you appreciate it?” Colby

her to. I’d rather see my grandson instead!” Cornelie

pursed her lips as she

her lips as she

you think she gets to choose whether she can

child?”