The Spare Wife

Chapter 557 Call Me Abigail

Cameron returned to Analise’s side and took the shopping bags from her. He then exclaimed. in shock, “I almost had to pay for it. Thank God I reacted quickly!”

Analise patted her chest and said, “You and your nonsense. Stop causing trouble, and let’s go

back!”

The duo walked away.

The girl placed her phone against her chest and lowered her gaze to look at it. Then, she looked longingly at Cameron’s figure. She felt a mix of happiness and sadness.

After returning to L.Moon, Analise sat on the couch and told Abigail about the incident while. Sean changed his clothes in Abigail’s room. “Cameron was babbling, and he nearly broke someone’s phone.”

Although Abigail thought Cameron’s story might not be entirely false, she didn’t say it aloud. She glanced at Cameron before reassuring Analise, “Don’t worry. It’s not like I can’t afford it.”

“Do you think having money makes you invincible? Regardless of how much you have, thrift is a virtue!” Analise scolded Abigail sternly.

Abigail could only admit her mistake. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be so extravagant.”

“Oh, I’m getting tired easily now that I’m old. I’m going to bed now. Be safe when you and Sean go out to eat,” Analise said as she massaged her shoulder and headed to her room.

“Alright. Rest well, Grandma,” Abigail replied as she followed Analise into her room.

Once the door closed, Analise took Abigail’s hand and said, “Be good to Cameron. Although he’s always joking around and making others happy, he also needs someone to care for him.”

me, so I’ll protect him for the rest of my life. He’s like a brother to me,” Abigail said. She knew Cameron wanted to be understood when he told Analise his past. She felt like Cameron was like a clown who always brought happiness to others while

a tough life. Hearing him talk about those things breaks

life now that

“Alright Analise said sulkily

out of the room and saw Cameron playing

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and sat next to him, looking at the game he was

noticed her and was about to

from now on. You don’t need to go. Sean. How about I

back to

about the story I made up? Don’t tell

a boss or a close friend?” Abigail

Old Mrs. Quinn reminds me of my grandma. She also loved. making pasta and arancini. It was the happiest time during the few years I spent

understood that the nickname had a special meaning. “My grandma is yours as well.

head down for a while before. whispering, “I never thought that one day, I would suddenly remember my grandma and miss her so much. I hadn’t thought about her in over a decade.

creatures.”

she’s the person you loved the most,” Abigail said as she gently patted his head.

her and

the address? Just call me

saw someone recruiting bodyguards, a job where one could make a lot of money with

first while he comes second?” Abigail asked with