The Spare Wife

Chapter 229 Cultivating Feelings

“What are you looking at?” Abigail’s face held a mix of confusion and embarrassment.

She wasn’t sure if Sean had overheard her conversation with her grandmother.

“Your grandmother wants to leave the hospital again?” Sean had caught a snippet of their

conversation.

Abigail gave a small nod. She didn’t intend to have a deep conversation with Sean and was about to head back.

“Let’s take a stroll?” Sean approached her.

“No need, I still have work to finish.” She wanted to get it done quickly and return home so her grandmother wouldn’t have to stay in the hospital for too long.

“You should take a break occasionally. What if you get too tired and end up in the hospital, which would delay your work even more?” Sean gently held Abigail’s wrist without much thought.

Abigail immediately tried to pull away.

“Help me take a look at the scenery here and give me some design advice,” Sean said, pulling her toward the exit.

“This is something you should ask an architect, not a fashion designer!” Abigail freed herself from Sean’s grasp.

“Sometimes, professional designers may not have better ideas than cross–industry designers,” Sean said, pulling Abigail’s hand once again.

Abigail was dragged out by him.

They happened to run into a couple who were taking a leisurely stroll, fanning themselves. Abigail stopped making a fuss at once and followed Sean.

“Taking a walk?” The woman recognized Abigail and initiated the conversation.

Abigail nodded.

in scrolling through his phone,

the woman.

listening

plan to turn our village into a tourist village will really work? I’m still counting

1/4

husband.

all the houses in the village. But what can they do if a few holdouts refuse?”

holdouts. Otherwise, the whole village will suffer if we don’t get

listened in

you talking about? Why should we persuade them in a nice way?”

pursed her

he was so upset. He had such a bad temper. It was surprising that he could find a

this moment, Sean suddenly took Abigail’s

Abigail lowered her voice. She suspected that Sean

walk faster.” Sean

was pulled along,

woman murmured, “Being young is a

was a hint of envy in her

lush riverside with a dense clump of bushes,

quite rare,” Sean said to

really hard

her phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to

never seen fireflies, even though Quinn Village is in the countryside,” Abigail said to

village, so it was crowded. There couldn’t have been fireflies,” Sean

The couple approached them.

them before?” the woman smiled

Abigail smiled

are many of them every summer, but if it becomes a tourist village, there might be fewer,” the

Abigail waited until they were gone. “What she said is actually correct. Fireflies don’t

have to go back. I