The Spare Wife

Chapter 228

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

preparing the food, but his

tomorrow as she couldn’t let Sean

phone buzzed, She picked it up and saw it was from Luna, so she immediately opened

She insisted on going home today. The doctor said she can recuperate at home,

mind. Her grandmother was really something; she was starting to be disobedient

I’ll call

Abigail immediately dialed

held her phone and left her room, heading

as soon as the call was

trip. How do you have time to call me?” Analise

voice, Abigail almost couldn’t bring herself to

to come back to the countryside?” Abigail went straight to the point

hearing this, Analise quickly tried to explain, “It’s just too uncomfortable lying in the hospital… My old bones ache from lying down too much,

so she could be discharged, but old people’s wounds healed slowly. Abigail was worried that if she came back too soon, her wound might

they’re not allowing you to move. Anyway,

voice softened a bit. “Abigail, I will take good

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

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