The Spare Wife

Chapter 242 Don’t Accept Him

Abigail felt Sean’s gaze burning into her, making her uncomfortably fidget in her seat.

However, why should she feel uneasy? They were both divorced. What right did he have to look at her so audaciously?

Her gaze shifted from Kevin to Sean’s face, and she asked straightforwardly and coldly, “Mr. Graham, do you need something?”

Since Josh had not arrived, Eric was in no position to talk to Sean. Eric believed that she could handle the tension between her and Sean. Hence, he silently perused the menu.

Sean calmly looked at her. “Enjoy your meal, Ms. Quinn.” With that, he turned and left.

Kevin had been waiting for Sean to say something mind–boggling. In the end…

Abigail hadn’t expected Sean to respond this way either. She watched him walk over to a table in the corner with a dazed expression,

“What are we ordering?” Eric’s voice brought her back to the present.

She stopped staring at Sean and scanned the menu before ordering a few dishes. Then, she pulled out her phone and started scrolling absentmindedly.

Sitting across from Abigail, Eric could sense her distracted mind. Her eyes occasionally glazed over, and she seemed lost in her thoughts despite her attempts to conceal it. He observed her momentarily, wanting to say something to break the silence but eventually deciding against it.

on her

join you two since I

at Eric and turned to show him the message. “Mr. Pearson said he’s going

clearly puzzled by what could be so crucial that Josh had to leave abruptly. Suppressing his frustration, he rose from his seat.

she replied, her tone

called Josh. The tension in his voice was palpable as he began the conversation, “What’s

you’ll stay calm.

chuckle nervously, “Are you joking? She is

family’s saying the girl they found is a

was evident in his face, and he tightly

“Eric?” Josh tentatively asked.

to marry any woman but Abigail,” Eric finally spoke, his voice trembling with a sense of torment. “Josh, you told me she was it. Now, you’re telling me she’s not Alana. What do you want me to do?

this time. Still, I won’t interfere in your love life. Don’t think of our parents‘ promises as orders,” Josh

Eric immediately hung up.

the table, he found Luna engaged in a lively conversation

and happy chatter. Eric couldn’t help but

his face before walking over to sit across from

urgent came

so dejected. There’s

“Yes.” He nodded.

his mood, Abigail soothingly