The Spare Wife

Chapter 503 She’s Just Your Ex-Wife

As they left the restaurant, Abigail caught a glimpse of them out of the corner of her eye.

Kelly arranged for a car to take them back to the hotel before getting into her own car after finishing the meal with other bosses.

However, before they could even leave the parking lot, Sean pulled up in his car, blocking their way.

He sat in his car, looking at Abigail with a displeased expression.

Abigail furrowed her brows but didn’t say a word.

After a brief eye contact, Sean got out of the car and knocked several times on her window.

Abigail hesitated for a moment before also getting out of the car. “What?” she asked, her brows furrowed.

“I didn’t notify you in advance when I came today. I found out you were in a meeting with Cameron, so I went to the Pearson Residence first,” Sean explained in a dominant tone, standing between Abigail and the car.

She remained expressionless. “Mr. Graham, why do you feel the need to explain to me? Your fiancée is Kelly, after all.”

“Are you jealous?” Sean countered.

“Sean, we’re divorced. Please stop assuming things and disturbing my life.” Abigail pushed

Sean away.

He took a step back. “But I can’t help but come and disturb you. Seeing you laughing happily with another man makes me very angry.”

Why should I care if

she was about to speak, the bodyguard whispered,

sharply and saw Kelly standing

Sean, then at Abigail. Then, she quickly walked

her hand

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intentionally entangled with him! Clearly, you know we’re getting engaged. Yet, you choose to dine in the same restaurant as us. You’re really shameless, aren’t

and Abigail. Yet, she had the gall to play

hesitate to resort to all sorts of nasty means behind the scenes, forcing him to get engaged

“Who intentionally arranged for us to be in the same restaurant? You

but he had never seen anyone as despicable as Kelly. Whenever the situation didn’t favor her, she could

one who will be your future wife. Why are you taking her side? If you really get along so well

better shut up!” Sean

glanced at Sean, then told her bodyguard,

to witness their argument, nor did she want to argue with

immediately rushed

hit the brakes in time, or he

with anger on her

hatred. “Why are you running away? You’re regretting the divorce, so you’ve come to be the

speaking, Sean slapped her across

force of the blow, tears welling up in her eyes. Then, she looked at Sean in disbelief and said, “How can you treat me like

insult her one more time, I’ll tear