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.

if you must go back, promise me you’ll use

every month. Don’t try to save money on

Analise replied in a

eyes won’t go blind. The doctor said last time that if you keep this up, you’ll lose your

secret.

that moment, Analise fell

shone on Abigail, casting a gentle golden glow around

One day, if your eyesight deteriorates, I gotta return to your town to look after

about… I’ll get proper treatment, so you don’t have

a

pasta made by Analise. Although she knew Cornelie would not care for them much, she

what he was doing and asked in a friendly tone, “Didn’t

come with you?”

here to help out,” Abigail replied before changing her

he saw the basket in her hand, he scolded her with a hint of displeasure, “You didn’t

out of the

pasta is made by Grandma, and

tea, too.”

immediately appeared on Colby’s face. “Did

restless cooped up at

came downstairs. She was still upset about

gave Abigail an annoyed look and said sarcastically, “What are you

Can’t you appreciate it?” Colby

I’d rather see my grandson instead!”

pursed her lips as

lips

“Do you think

child?”