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.

Sean reassured her. “Focus on

stared into his eyes, genuinely curious about who was trying to locate her. “Sean, you’ve

you can understand,”

him coldly. “If you want to keep it a secret, sure, but

a while and nodded. “Alright, I shouldn’t have said

handle it and ensure that it does not interfere with my work,”

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

a

to shower, you’d have to change into something else. I’ll use the washing machine to wash your clothes, and you can wear

a bit closer and gently touched her

two, anyway,” Abigail replied, finishing her sentence as she went to grab

handed him the towel and prepared a set of clean

the bed, playing with her phone. He looked at

she replied indifferently, setting her phone aside and slipping under

got into bed

low as she spoke, “It’s been a while since

becoming pliant. She held onto the covers, making a sound of agreement without saying

mumbled, “I won’t let you get pregnant.

“Mmm…” Abigail’s voice trembled.

next morning, she woke up feeling drowsy. She heard someone talking and opened her eyes to find Sean on the balcony,

“Do you

far?” He

his back with

today, and

immediately closed her eyes,