The Spare Wife

Chapter 633 The Price of Fate 

Abigail sensed that Sean genuinely cared about her. His words today were his way of making amends for what he had done to her. Turning to Lawrence, she said, “Never mind about it. Words that have been spoken cannot be taken back.”

Her main concern now was Seän. Despite not feeling well, he had come to Capitalis with her. Was it finally time to paradigm him?

Lawrence was guilty in his heart as Scarlett continued serving dishes to Abigail and him. This meal moved him deeply because it was prepared by his son-in-law and daughter.

After finishing the meal, Abigail sat next to Sean, furrowing her brows as she looked at him. Only after he had slept for a full two hours did he wake up.

“How are you feeling?” Abigail immediately asked.

Sean felt much better, sitting up and letting out a breath. “I feel much better. I think I was just tired.”

“Let’s eat. I’ll heat the food for you in the kitchen,” Abigail offered.

“Okay.” Sean nodded.

While he ate, Abigail kept her gaze fixed on him. “What’s wrong? You’re making me shy,” Sean said, putting his fork and knife down and looking at her with a puzzled expression.

asked. Although she had seen his medical records, she now doubted their authenticity. After all, he was such a strong person that even if

from you this time,” he assured her. She had always

murmured, “Let’s go to the

that something might go wrong and that Abigail would end

are many empty rooms here, and my mom has already prepared one for you,” Abigail said in a gentle tone,

wasn’t the same room as hers. Early the next morning, Abigail took him to the hospital for a comprehensive examination, and after

Sean’s test results. The doctor’s expression turned serious.

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severe that he almost died,” Abigail

is not optimistic, and it’s likely

you mean?” Abigail felt as if she had been struck

to the examination, his organs are slowly deteriorating, and he is also under high stress. If this continues, he will die before he

she tightly clenched her clothes with her hands. “Is there

or sixties,” the doctor said, writing her a prescription. “You must continue taking

Abigail’s eyes, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Isn’t there a better

will be fine. Living until his fifties

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