The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 3

Abigail immediately sobered up. “Wait a moment. I’m coming right now.”

Thus, she put on some light makeup to hide the dark circles under her eyes

at the speed of light, changed into a set of light and trendy suit fit for moving

around, and went downstairs in her heels.

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Suddenly, she caught sight of two familiar figures leaning against each other

on the couch in the lobby. She paused, and the smile she prepared on her

face disappeared immediately, but it was too late for her to leave now.

On the other hand, Sean frowned and jumped to his feet upon seeing her.

Then, he marched up to her, grabbed her arm, and dragged her to a corner.

“Abigail Quinn, your bravery knows no bounds! You even followed us here!”

Nonetheless, she simply pursed her lips and wore an annoyed look. Since

they were in the midst of a divorce, she couldn’t be bothered to explain

herself to him even though he had the wrong idea about her. So, she shook

off his grip and put on a soft, polite smile. “Mr. Graham, I’m working now.

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Please watch your actions.”

His brows furrowed with impatience and annoyance. “Did I not give you

enough money? Do you need to work here as a server?”

Abigail sneered in contempt. She had never kept it a secret from him that

a fashion designer. If he had just paid a little

sketches she was usually working

love her, so he had never spared

wasn’t surprising that he would jump to the

be a server after leaving

divorced. So, you don’t have to feel embarrassed

saleswoman. Aren’t you worried that Miss Palmer will get

this?” We were married for three years

knows who I

with me without

caught a main point from her words, and his face

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her pretty eyes over him. All he cared about

heard what she had said at all.

sense that he hasn’t seen the divorce papers

for overlooking

did her best to keep her cool. “It’s

be sent to

sign it!”

but saw Joan trotting toward

heels. She smiled sweetly, showing the

“What’s wrong, Sean?”

tone. “Nothing.

a meek little kitten and spoke in a

here for so long, so I wanted to check

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uttered coldly, “I got the

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I’m not even a stranger to him, Abigail

couldn’t be bothered to

there. Unfortunately for her, Joan

Sean’s arm. “It’s fate that you got

be your customers,” Joan said in

the