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?

tea menu. To her featured a way of making tea

surprise. it

selection of pastries and some English Garden Green Tea. Then,

the kitchen, she glanced at Abigail

tall man walked up to her and took

Look at her brows and eyes; it’s like they were carved from the

head, holding the menu, scrutinized Abigail with

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know.” The waitress stuck

the tea

the kitchen, she told Abigail, “You can take a look at

the walls, while others were displayed in glass cabinets. Even though there were

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

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

the belt

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

a fitting match for this 30 thousand belt. “I’ll take it. Can you wrap it up for me?” Abigail

waitress seemed surprised by her

Abigail replied

tea and pastries were served. Abigail savored her tea while

had recommended this shop. It was peaceful, offered excellent tea and pastries, and had attentive service. Most importantly, the aroma of the wooden

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

she noticed a casually dressed