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.

Abigail reason to suspect

dropped her off at the embroidery store. He wanted to hold her hand and say a few words to her. Alas, she simply brushed his hand aside and got out of the car without

sulking about

hand on the car window and gazed down at him. “I’m not angry with you. There’s no

car door without another word. Sean watched her walk into the embroidery studio, and his tongue couldn’t help but touch the inner wall of his mouth. He was finding

whether the person Taught in the surveillance footage obtained by the police

about that person’s demeanor that reminded him of him. Sean was almost

was answered quickly. “Don’t you find this interesting?” he asked the person on the

only have one request. Take care of my sister. I don’t understand why you’d want

don’t want to waste time dealing with you. Just present a solution that I can accept,”

for your wife. Who is she,

tone.

I promise everything about Joan will be ruined. You know what

and meet me,” Kingston said before

his phone for a moment before

Abigail was having a conversation with an elderly craftsman about the materials used in jewelry when her phone kept

a dozen MMS. When she noticed that the elderly craftsman stopped

polished into such small beads, and there’s some wastage involved, but I’m willing to give it a try,” the

you,” Abigail responded with

left the old man’s home, she wore a stylish sun hat and took out her phone. She opened her inbox and saw pictures of Sean

Joan looked elated and was clearly blushing throughout the

those two had temporarily resolved their conflict and thought she had calmly accepted the truth. Strangely, she