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.

matter,” Sean reassured her.

genuinely curious about who was trying to locate her. “Sean, you’ve been keeping a lot from me. I want

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

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

while and nodded. “Alright, I shouldn’t have said that you should

and ensure that it does

been honest with her. Yet, he

you taken a shower?” Sean

have to change into something else. I’ll use

touched her cheek. “Can I wrap myself in your

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

him the towel

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

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

bed and gently

voice was low as she spoke, “It’s been

earlobe, her body becoming pliant. She held onto the covers,

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

“Mmm…” Abigail’s voice trembled.

talking and opened her eyes

“Do you

far?” He deliberately

his back with a

be back by noon today, and you should return

immediately closed her