The Spare Wife

Chapter 224 Definitely Sean’s Doing

After parting ways with Sean, Abigail immediately called Luna.

“What’s up? It’s quite late for you to call me.” Luna was at the hospital accompanying Analise, whose recovery was going well.

Abigail got straight to the point. Luna, help me transfer my grandmother to another hospital or a more advanced ward. I want only you and me to take care of her, no one else.”

“Has something serious happened?” Luna asked right away.

Abigail pursed her lips and asked, “Do you think Sean would lie?”

“Well… I don’t think he would resort to lying,” Luna replied. She knew he would not do something undignified even if she was not fond of him.

“I’ll explain when I get back,” Abigail promised.

“Alright,” Luna agreed, feeling uneasy.

Abigail spent the whole night packing her things and left Ouisford without delay.

Fortunately, her custom–made clothes were all ready. She had initially stayed in Ouisford because she believed there were many valuable traditions to learn. She planned to stay until June, when Lexie’s dress would be completed, but now that seemed impossible.

She was well aware of the influence of the wealthy, especially since Lynette dared to challenge Sean. This showed that the strength of the Pearsons was on par with his. Abigail did not want to confront them head–on because she was unsure what other tricks the Pearsons and the Davidsons had up their sleeves.

to think about. It was the result of her and Luna’s hard work. Besides, many employees depended on them.

had already been a great help. Abigail

returned to

sorted out the transfer of Analise to a different

not help but ask

me that the Pearsons and the Davidsons have questionable intentions,” Abigail

after hearing it, but after a moment, she nodded. “Rich people can really stoop to such a level. What’s your plan

just tell them I’m away on a business trip, and you’re not sure when I’ll be back,” Abigail stated.

anymore.

teased, “Not

WhatsApp. Don’t worry. I won’t get

when we become powerful, no one will

was a bit distant, she agreed

buy a ticket for the bus, and it made stops af various stations along the way. In her journey, she could see a stark income

a local homestay. The homestay

days, Abigail began to focus on her work. High–end dresses were entirely crafted by hand, without

she received a

leave so suddenly?” Lynette asked on the phone,

impression of Lynette, but now, speaking to her,

uneasy.

one place for too long. Everything was completed, so I left. Is there a problem?” Abigail maintained

was simply disappointed. “Why did