The Spare Wife

Chapter 185 Helping You Get Dressed

Sean sat down on the couch and looked at Abigail standing next to him. “I’ll stay here tonight and head over to the police station tomorrow morning. Until this is resolved, you need to stay vigilant.”

“Who is it, exactly?” Abigail asked, her eyes cold as she looked down at him from her vantage point.

He held her hand and gently massaged it. “It’s someone from my past, but I can’t tell you.”

She frowned and stared at him for a while before nodding. “I won’t ask about that, but let me ask this. Why is it so difficult to locate the doctor from last time?”

“I can’t find any traces of him. He did not leave any evidence,” he replied truthfully. He had been investigating the matter but could not locate any leads. It was as if the said doctor never existed.

“Can I trust you?” Abigail asked as she looked into his eyes.

Sean tightened his grip on her hand. “Do I need to lie about something like this?”

Abigail moved to sit next to him. The doctor’s last name is Palmer. Any thoughts?”

“Are

you suspecting it’s related to Joan? I thought the same thing at first. Unfortunately, Joan hast never known that you’re my wife, which is rather contradictory,” he said after he analyzed the situation with Abigail.

This contradiction left her puzzled.

“And this person who came to see you didn’t know that you’re my wife as well, so it might not be related to the doctor,” he continued.

“I haven’t offended anyone,” Abigail confirmed.

reassured

locate her. “Sean, you’ve been keeping

the details. I really hope you can understand,” he said, reaching

him coldly. “If you want to keep it a

silence for a while and nodded. “Alright, I shouldn’t have said that you

is related to you, please handle it and ensure that it does not interfere with my

understood his reasons if he had been honest with her. Yet, he chose

you taken a shower?”

I don’t have your clothes here. If you want to shower, you’d have to change into something else. I’ll use the

a bit closer and gently touched her

finishing her sentence as she went

entered the bathroom first before Abigail handed him

shower, she sat on the bed, playing with her phone. He looked at her and

condom,” she replied indifferently, setting her phone aside and slipping under

into bed and gently hugged

spoke, “It’s

the kiss on her earlobe, her body becoming pliant. She held onto

rained down on her as he mumbled, “I won’t let you get pregnant. Don’t

“Mmm…” Abigail’s voice trembled.

drowsy. She heard someone talking and

“Do you

far?” He deliberately lowered his

looked at his back

today, and you should return

her