The Spare Wife

Chapter 186 Who Is Your Wife?

Abigail unintentionally verbally argued with him and didn’t even realize it herself. Cameron had already said before that this was Abigail’s way of getting close to Sean. Of course, Sean would not tell Abigail that in the event that she distanced herself from him to avoid these arguments.

During breakfast, Sean suddenly spoke, “I’ll be heading to the police station later. If everything goes smoothly, I’ll head back directly.”

She merely nodded and focused on her meal, and he reached out to pat her head.

“Are

you possessed?” She tilted her head with a mouthful of food and mumbled.

“How am I possessed by patting my own wife?” Sean’s tone carried a hint of annoyance.

“Who’s your wife?” Abigail retorted as she shifted her body.

To her surprise, she soon realized that Sean wasn’t really mad but was merely looking at her with

smile

Abigail furrowed her brow and felt that the man seemed to have changed somewhere down the line. If she had acted like this in the past, he would definitely have been upset.

She quietly analyzed Sean’s change and couldn’t help but think of the scene where he had made that secret phone call in the hallway. He seemed to know everything but refused to say anything.

to suspect that this

wanted to hold her hand and say a few words to her. Alas, she simply brushed his hand aside and got out

sulking about now?” he asked

rested her hand on the car window and gazed down at him. “I’m not angry with you. There’s no need for that either. Just

closed the car door without another word. Sean watched her walk into the embroidery studio, and his tongue

went to the police station to complete some formalities and reconfirm whether the person Taught in the surveillance footage obtained

brother, but there was something about that person’s demeanor that reminded him of him.

interesting?” he asked the

care of my sister. I don’t understand why

to waste time dealing with you. Just

seem to care a lot for your wife.

tone.

to investigate her privately, I promise everything about Joan will

me,”

phone for a moment before

with an elderly craftsman about the materials used in

noticed that the elderly craftsman stopped speaking, she

challenging. The finished piece has to be polished into such small beads, and there’s some wastage

Abigail responded with a

stylish sun hat and took out her phone. She opened her

Joan looked elated and was clearly blushing throughout the entire meal. unable to hide her affection for

that those two had temporarily resolved their conflict and thought she had calmly accepted the truth. Strangely, she still felt a bit stuffy