The Spare Wife

Chapter 222 Forced Date

After sending Joan off, Sean found a hotel to stay in temporarily.

Since he made the trip to Ouisford, he didn’t plan on leaving so soon.

Abigail returned to her hotel after dinner. Then, she received a text from Sean.

‘Have you checked the contents of the envelope yet?‘

‘I haven’t had the time to. Don’t make a habit of texting me.’

Abigail’s rejection was clear and to the point.

‘Let’s meet up and talk. I heard the historical part of Ouisford is a good place to visit at night.’ Sean/sent another text.

Abigail frowned as she read Sean’s text. After a while, she typed out her response.

‘What’s this? Are you in a hurry to meet your ex–wife now that your mistress has left? Is there something wrong with you? Do you think I don’t need to sleep at night? Do you think I don’t have work to do tomorrow?‘

She couldn’t put up with Sean anymore. We’ve already gotten a divorce. What’s he up to now?

‘Joan isn’t my mistress. You saw it yourself, and you even got mad, so why are you saying this?‘

I knew it, Abigail thought. Sean always knew what was happening. He simply never said anything.

She responded to his text. ‘I’m not upset because of Joan. I just think it’s not worth any kind of genuine relationship with the likes of you!

who nearly caused Analise’s death. Nevertheless, she truly hoped Sean wasn’t the kind

know a few things about the Pearsons and the Davidsons. If you’re interested in hearing what I

got the hint that Eric and Josh might

historical street in Ouisford

to take photos in the historical setting. It was also a popular tourist attraction. Of course, some came purely for the food and just to

car, she saw Sean standing at the entrance to the

wearing a mask. She approached Sean with a frown. There was

eyes.

he wear

before quirking his eyebrows and asking teasingly, “Are you afraid that someone would

get right back into the car and leave.” Abigail pulled her mask

like this with Sean before. There were too many people around her, and many were staring at

didn’t like being

comments,” Sean said while taking her

go.” Abigail’s gaze

glanced at her, but he let go

we’re divorced?”

emotionless. “One more comment like this, and

I booked a place where we can talk.” Sean ignored her fury

up to the second floor. They sat by the window. When Abigail looked out, she saw a small river with boats floating

up a pot of tea, as well as

felt herself

candle and left a warm light on

became rather

picked up a piece of dried fruit and asked, “What do

fault with you guys.” Sean poured Abigail a cup of