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.

a plate of fish, and when he saw Abigail, he

to be at work?” Abigail headed for the

surroundings and caught a couple of fish

Was he

down at the dining table, she noticed Sean

closer inspection, there were

to cook these ordinary dishes.” Abigail picked

the aroma of the food, she found

playing on his lips. “Once you master cooking, whether it’s simple or complex, you’ll be able to make it.

of them sat at the table, chatting like ordinary

again. Abigail sat by the window, gazing at the mountains outside, her emotions somewhat

sat for a short while before she started to keep herself

the evening, Sean was back in the kitchen. He had somehow managed to get some local delicacies. Abigail was still working on her dress when the rich

stomach began

down her needle and touched her stomach,

eaten quite a bit for lunch. How had

a

wondering if

scent was so

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

to finish everything before June,

let’s have dinner first. You can continue after you’ve eaten,” Sean

was really looking forward

sat at the dining table, Abigail patiently waited for Sean to serve the

iron pot. Abigail

placed the pot on the table that

get these?” Abigail’s mouth was

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

to herself that sometimes men could