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?

as she flipped open the tea menu. To her featured a

surprise. it

Green Tea. Then, she handed the menu back to the

the waitress returned to the kitchen, she glanced at Abigail

a tall man walked up to her and took the menu from

brows and eyes; it’s like they

small ponytail at the back of his head, holding the menu, scrutinized Abigail with complicated eyes. “She does resemble him, but

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stuck out her tongue

to prepare the

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

the wooden carvings. Some of them were hung on the walls, while others were

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

due to its shiny texture. However,

the belt for a while before

pricey. Since it has been appraised, the price is 30

match for this 30 thousand belt. “I’ll take it. Can you wrap it up

seemed surprised by her response. “Are you

Abigail replied with a

tea while brainstorming

excellent tea and pastries,

her time designing various details of her clothing pieces, only to realize it

planned to leave, she noticed a casually