The Spare Wife

Chapter 187 A Familiar Face

Abigail couldn’t help but wonder, This is interesting. A shop has actually gotten such high praise from Eric? “Is it really worth a visit?” she asked curiously.

“I recommended it because I believe it can help with your designs. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have bothered you with something so trivial, Eric replied warmly.

When she heard his words, she felt a bit apologetic for her initial caution toward his good intentions. “Is it far?” she inquired as she licked her lips.

“Since you’re in Ouisford, you should actually take your time and explore. There are many unique shops here. Trust me when I say that you will regret missing out on any of them,” he said. with a smile.

At the same time, she received a location pin from him.

“Make sure to check it out; I need to get back to work.” With that, he ended the call.

Abigail bought a cup of ice cream and headed to the shop he had recommended. The shop appeared quite ancient, with a wooden sign that read ‘Serenity.”

As she strode in, she found various exquisite wooden carvings and ornaments. Nonetheless, it was evident that it was still primarily a tea house.

So, it was with a slight sense of surprise in her heart that she found a place to sit down.

Before long, a young waitress approached her. “Here’s the tea menu. Please take a look.”

“Thank you.” Abigail didn’t see anything special about this tea house. It’s a tea house with no customers. How did it make enough to survive?

squash her disbelief as she flipped open the tea menu. To her featured a way of

surprise. it

of pastries and some English Garden Green Tea. Then, she handed the

the kitchen, she glanced at Abigail through the

tall man walked up to her and took the

it’s like they were carved

head, holding the menu, scrutinized Abigail with complicated eyes. “She does resemble him, but we can’t disturb her until we have

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know.” The waitress stuck

went to prepare the tea with

told Abigail, “You can take a look at the wooden carvings here. They are

thank you,” Abigail said, examining the wooden carvings. Some of them were hung on the walls, while others were displayed in glass cabinets. Even though there were several

was extraordinary, evident from how exquisite it looked. It was a very intricate belt with the smallest wooden bead measuring just barely

shiny texture. However, it’s made entirely of wood and even emits a unique fragrance,”

She gazed at the belt

but I have to warn you, it’s quite pricey. Since it has been appraised, the

1.5 million can certainly be a fitting match for this 30 thousand belt. “I’ll

waitress seemed surprised by her response. “Are you

Abigail replied with

and pastries were served. Abigail savored her tea while brainstorming design ideas and admiring the wooden

pastries, and had attentive service. Most importantly, the aroma

time designing various details of her

noticed a casually dressed man carrying a