The Spare Wife

Chapter 227

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.

he said in a familiar tone,

at work?” Abigail

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

help rolling her eyes. Was he really

she noticed Sean bringing

were

to cook these ordinary dishes.” Abigail picked up

of the food, she found her

across from her, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Once you master cooking, whether

at the table, chatting like ordinary friends

Sean went out again. Abigail sat by the window, gazing at the mountains outside, her

she only sat for a short while before she

He had somehow managed to get some local delicacies. Abigail was still working on her dress when the

stomach began

touched her

a bit for lunch. How

then, there was a knock on

up, wondering if it was time for dinner

scent was so

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

finish everything before June, Abigail

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

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

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

large iron pot. Abigail craned her neck to

until he placed the pot on the table that

these?”

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

sometimes men could be

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