The Spare Wife

Chapter 227 All for Her

Sean’s gaze held a mysterious depth. “You really don’t trust me,

huh?”

“My grandmother’s life is at stake here. I can’t afford to make light of it,” Abigail replied firmly.

If there was even a one–in–a–million chance that people would find out, she would refuse Sean’s proposal.

“Alright, I promise you, no one will find out about this.”

Abigail was almost finished with her spaghetti. She glanced at Sean, who was still standing beside her. “Do you have anything else to do? If not, you can leave. I have my own matters to attend to after I finish eating.”

Sean fooked at her plate and said, “The meatballs are delicious too. Finish it. I’ll clear the dishes, and you can focus on your work.”

Abigail was momentarily at a loss for words.

“Hurry up and eat. I’ve got things to do too,” Sean gently urged.

Abigail quickly snapped back to reality. She finished her spaghetti and handed the plate to Sean, adding a courteous “Thank you.”

Sean pursed his lips slightly but didn’t respond.

True to form, Sean didn’t disturb Abigail for the rest of the morning.

At lunchtime, Abigail emerged from her room and went to the kitchen, only to find Sean already

there.

saw Abigail, he said in a

to be at work?” Abigail headed for

the surroundings and caught a couple of fish on the side. I

rolling her eyes. Was he really

the dining table, she noticed Sean bringing in

inspection, there were three dishes

able to cook these ordinary dishes.” Abigail picked up her

the aroma of the food, she found

her, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Once you master cooking, whether it’s simple or complex, you’ll be able to make it. The difference

sat at the table, chatting like ordinary friends about

sat by the window, gazing at the mountains outside,

for a short while

managed to get some local delicacies. Abigail was

began

down her needle and touched her stomach, letting out

like she had eaten quite a bit for lunch. How had she

there was a knock on

up, wondering if

scent was so

saw Sean standing there, asking, “Are you done with your work?” He was wearing an apron,

to finish everything

You can continue after you’ve

too, and she was really looking forward to what Sean had prepared. It

Abigail patiently waited for

with a large iron pot. Abigail craned

wasn’t until he placed the pot on the table that Abigail saw the

these?”

of kids this afternoon, Sean answered, sounding rather proud. “I have some experience with fishing, so I caught more

sometimes men could