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?

tried her best to squash her disbelief as she flipped open the tea

surprise. it

pastries and some English Garden Green Tea. Then,

she glanced at Abigail through

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

really looks like him. Look at her brows and eyes; it’s like they were carved from the same mold, the

small ponytail at the back of his head, holding the menu, scrutinized Abigail with

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waitress stuck out

the

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

thank you,” Abigail said, examining the wooden carvings. Some of them were hung on the walls, while others were displayed in

carving: it was a wooden piece of accessory. The craftsmanship was extraordinary, evident from how exquisite it looked. It was a very intricate belt with the smallest wooden bead measuring just barely an inch wide. Yet, the carver had managed to create tiny holes in between.

to its shiny texture. However, it’s

at the belt for a while before asking,

it’s quite pricey. Since it has been appraised, the price is 30 thousand and not

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

by

Abigail replied with a

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

shop. It was peaceful, offered excellent tea and pastries, and had attentive service.

details of her clothing

leave, she noticed a casually dressed man carrying a wooden