The Spare Wife

Chapter 156 You Don’t Deserve Trust

Sean returned to his room and found Abigail in the shower. He decided to grab a book to read.

Just then, his phone started ringing.

When he picked it up, he saw an unfamiliar number, but one that he still recognized. He immediately answered, his voice lacking its usual coldness.

“Hello, why are you calling me?” he inquired.

“Do you know what happened to Joan on set? For Abigail, you left her, and now the crew is deliberately bullying her! She fell from high up and nobody cared about her!” The voice on the other end was seething with anger.

Sean clenched his phone. “Is she at the hospital now?”

“How dare you ask me that? Low should I know?” the voice shot back, furious.

“I’ll call the set and find out,” Sean said, letting the person vent their frustration. Then, he Cameron a message on WhatsApp.

sent

“Sean, if something happens to Joan, I’ll destroy you and myself!” The man then hung up at once.

Sean hurried downstairs without explaining his sudden departure to Dahlia.

“Why the rush…” Dahlia mumbled to herself.

Abigail emerged from the bathroom, but there was no sign of Sean. She assumed he was still downstairs.

half of her sketches, Sean still

the house and couldn’t

was Joan’s situation that called him

Abigail was in her room. She sent messages to Sean,

made a series of calls, and finally, Sean

need be, you can have the driver pick you up over there.” Sean’s tone was laced with a touch of

home! Whose time are you wasting? You can’t

ever wasted your time? I have things to attend to. Can’t a little trust in our relationship?” Sean’s voice carried

you have

Leaving me alone and running off to see your little fling? If you’re so eager to go be with her,

through with it! Since you

unfaithful man like you has no right to be trusted!”

anger.

Sean really

he cleaned the house for her, defended her in front of Cornelie, and didn’t divorce her

biggest mistake she had ever made in

got up and planned to change her clothes

in with a pitcher

some water. Have a drink,” Dahlia said gently,

it and thanked

for lunch, I’ll bring it up to you,” Dahlia offered with

thank you,” Abigail

walked to the table, poured herself a glass of water, and took a

a look, and after their eyes met, Dahlia went to the

I won’t be back for lunch,” Colby said,