The Spare Wife

Awakening from his nap, Sean blinked at Abigail, and his teary eyes made him look somewhat harmless.

Abigail stared at him, assessing.

“What’s wrong?” He looked at her with a bewildered expression.

“Wake up. It’s time for dinner,” she said. Sean did look charming; she initially liked him not only because he had saved her from almost drowning but also because she hadn’t seen a man more handsome than him.

He yawned. “I’ve been too busy lately. I didn’t even know I dozed off.”

Turning toward the bedroom door, Abigail said, “Go back and rest well tonight. There’s nothing important later, and you don’t need to wake up so early to drive me to work.”

“If I don’t drive you, other men will. I can’t give them a chance to do so.”

With the passing of Gary, Eric’s eyes were fixated on Abigail after he returned. Sean suspected that if he wasn’t around Abigail, Eric’s parents would have Eric come to woo her.

Compared to Lily, who drugged Eric to sleep with him. Abigail was much more outstanding. Currently, Abigail was the sought-after one, and Sean didn’t want her to be taken away.

“Do you think I’d get into any cars?” Abigail coldly asked.

Instead of answering, Sean asked lazily. If it was Eric’s car, would you?”

She didn’t know how to answer this question. If it were Eric, she would definitely get into his car. After all, Eric’s relationship with her was different.

“I knew it. If it were Eric, you would definitely get in his car. I can’t give him a chance.” Though Sean was smiling, he felt disappointed inside, for she couldn’t firmly tell him that she wouldn’t get into Eric’s car.

know?” Abigail said calmly. She felt that Sean had never truly trusted her. Does he think I will easily

“I feel uneasy because you haven’t confirmed

had been together for so long, but she was still unwilling to

were talking, they

him as

This disgusted Abigail.

his brows, feeling repulsed as if he had swallowed

are you looking at?” Abigail pulled Sean behind her and asked Lily with an

to look. Anyway, you’re not married, and you’ve

her and whispered, “I told is disgusting. You must watch me

prevent him from coming here so as not to be slept by Lily. If that happened, she

displeased. “What? Is your solution to not let me have dinner here? I don’t want to eat alone; I want to eat

here? Are you

hand. “There’s a homey atmosphere because

left her

smiled. He was satisfied with her subconscious act

the dining table, Lily continued

dissatisfaction, “Why are you staring at your brother-in-law? And with such a disgusting gaze.

divorced. He’s not my