The Spare Wife

Lawrence was so furious that his head hurt. He frowned and said, “Abby finally came back to stay, but she is disturbed and can’t sleep in the middle of the night. We shouldn’t have asked her to come back.”

“But she would have to come back sooner or later, right? If she didn’t come back, everything we’ve worked hard to earn would have been taken by them, and Abby would have nothing.

Furthermore, Abby will protect us.” Scarlett felt happy thinking about what Abigail had done that day.

Lawrence pressed his temples with his hand. “I’ll ask Abby tomorrow. If she really finds it annoying, we’ll let her choose for herself. We shouldn’t bind her with family ties. After all, we haven’t really raised her. Using our parent status to bind her is not right.”

Although Scarlett was reluctant, she agreed with Lawrence.

When Abigail arrived at Sean’s place, she found that there was nothing inside his house except for a bedroom with a bed and a wardrobe. The house was empty, as if no one lived there.

“Is this what you call your home?” Abigail looked around and felt speechless.

Sean coughed awkwardly. “I thought of it as just a place to sleep. Why complicate things? In case we get married later, we’ll have to buy a new house anyway.”

He didn’t actually like the Pearson Residence’s neighborhood because the architectural style didn’t match his aesthetics, so he never thought about staying there for a long time.

Abigail sat on the edge of his bed, pressed it, and found the bed quite soft. Then, she kicked off her shoes and got on the bed naturally.

Sean felt a bit embarrassed by how naturally she did all those things.

“There’s only one bed in the room.” Sean reminded Abigail.

“I know. If you want to sleep together, it’s fine, but I warn you, if you dare mess around, I don’t care if this is your house or not-I’ll still kick you off the bed,” Abigail said while taking off her

outerwear.

not

and noticed the scent of Sean on the bedding. It was a faint perfume smell, somewhat

and raised an

Sean told her. He felt that he had to make some things

asked in return. One’s feelings were only known to

and looked directly at Abigail. “Let me tell you. If I

made

red. “Got it. I want to

looked at her. “You’re just

haven’t confirmed our relationship. What right do you have to be intimate with me?” Abigail glared

want you to think I’m deliberately acting like a rogue to

from him.

“I

move,” Abigail said. This was his place, after all. If she had known that Sean’s place only had one bed, she wouldn’t have come. There were hotels nearby,

lifted the blanket and lay down

hunched her body, and when he

and still

to

all over. She was both tired and

found that Sean was already asleep. She felt like a fool; she had been on her guard for an hour, but he

she soon succumbed

breathing slowly

night, Sean opened his eyes and stared at her sleeping face like a wolf.