The Spare Wife

No matter how much they’d chastise her, Abigail didn’t care. She worked with Fairy Meadow because she wanted L.Moon to make a name for itself, but if Howard proved to be incompetent, she could go for better brands.

The shareholder had nothing to say.

“We only worked together for profit. I have not done anything to sabotage Fairy Meadow. I did everything I could for it. It made hundreds of millions overnight in the shopping district. You made money off that deal, and instead of keeping Howard in line, you want me to deal with the mess he made? I don’t have time for this. I’m busy,” said Abigail.

The shareholder heaved a sigh. “I understand. I’ll talk to him.” He hung up.

Frustrated, Abigail tucked her phone away.

Analise looked at her, worried. “Work’s really hard, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, but that’s how humans are. We have to worry about a lot of stuff.” Abigail smiled.

Analise sat her down on a bench and looked at the sky. Slowly, she said, “The sky here is lighter than Pendorf’s don’t you think? And it doesn’t have a lot of clouds.”

Abigail looked at the sky. She nodded. “Yeah.”

“You deal with your problem with the Pearsons. I’m going back to Pendorf once I leave the hospital, and I’m not coming back unless necessary,” said Analise softly. She had a feeling her time was coming. She had to go back to Pendorf, where her home was.

She was

your grandpa alone. I have to go back

her head. “But I’m the one still alive. You should stay here with

I wouldn’t stop worrying about

say that. The doctor said you’re healthy.”

place, the hospital. I keep overthinking whenever I’m here.”

much about it. I’m here with you.”

Sean did enough. You should accept

know,” answered Abigail, resigned. Her phone kept ringing, all because of Howard’s case. Abigail dealt with the phone calls, and she sighed. “I can’t

room.” Analise didn’t want to waste Abigail’s time,

back. Abigail was beside the bed, doing designs. A moment

Abigail guessed that it was about his relationship. She turned off her tablet and left

came to a quiet place. Frustrated, he looked at Abigail. “She wouldn’t pick it up

said Abigail tartly. You’re

wasn’t anyone there,”

face fell. “Did you go to her school,

was too embarrassed to go

into her house. You don’t want her to be locked in the house by her