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.

must go back,

every month. Don’t try to

Analise replied in

doctor said last time that if you keep this up, you’ll lose your eyesight.” Abigail expressed her worry and

secret.

moment, Analise

shone on Abigail, casting a gentle golden glow around

me, I’ll let you return. One day, if your eyesight deteriorates, I gotta return to your town to look

proper treatment, so

a hint of

knew Cornelie would not care

down what he was doing and asked in

come with you?”

so I’m here to help out,” Abigail

in her hand, he scolded her with a hint of

immediately rushed out of

“The pasta is made

tea, too.”

immediately appeared on Colby’s face. “Did your

gets restless cooped up at home

came downstairs. She

she gave Abigail an annoyed look and said sarcastically, “What are you doing here? If you get hurt again, will you

Can’t you appreciate it?”

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

lips as

pursed her lips as she

scolded Cornelie, “Do you think she gets to choose whether she

child?”