The Spare Wife

Chapter 228 Must Not Owe Him

Seeing her happy, Sean smiled but didn’t say anything. Since Abigail didn’t want to bring up the past, he wouldn’t either. He cherished every moment he spent with her now.

Abigail felt thoroughly satisfied after this meal.

As Sean cleared the table, he asked, “You’ve always liked these, haven’t you?”

When she married him, the dietary restrictions at his home were strict, so Abigail rarely had the chance to eat these kinds of indulgent, heavy foods. She must have missed them.

“Quinn Village is close to the sea, and there are ponds around as well. I grew up playing around in these places. Of course, I like them, My grandmother is very good at making these dishes.” Abigail leaned back in her chair and wiped her hands, which were still faintly scented with oil, with a wet

cloth.

“I’m glad you like them. If you’re busy, you can go back to your room. I’ll be busy too,” Sean said, heading toward the kitchen.

“Do you need any help?” Abigail stood up, feeling a little embarrassed to ask. Sean had been the one helping her with meals all day. It wasn’t right to let him do all the work.

“No need, go do your thing.” Sean naturally wanted her to spend more time with him, but pursuing someone required patience.

“Alright.” Abigail didn’t insist.

to her room and closed the door She could still hear faint sounds

Sean had been busy preparing the food, but his actions today had put

should do something tomorrow as she couldn’t let

and continue her work, her phone buzzed, She picked it up and saw it

stay in the hospital. She insisted on going home today. The doctor said she can recuperate at home, but you know her. There’s no way she’ll obediently go home to rest. You need to call and persuade

been planning to give her grandmother a piece of her mind. Her grandmother was really something; she was starting

call right

immediately

for a while, Abigail held her phone and

called out as soon as the call was

on a business trip. How do

Abigail almost couldn’t

countryside?” Abigail went straight

tried to explain, “It’s just too uncomfortable lying in the hospital… My old bones ache from

could be discharged, but old people’s wounds healed slowly. Abigail was worried that if she came back too soon, her wound might get infected. She wanted to wait until Analise was completely healed before she would

around. It’s not like they’re not allowing you to move. Anyway, you’re not leaving the hospital.” Abigail’s tone

bit. “Abigail, I

isn’t well controlled. Grandma, where did you spend all the money?” Abigail’s tone was unusually