The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 6

Sean felt agitated as he glanced at the divorce settlement and the several

cards in his hand. I simply thought she was just throwing a tantrum. How dare

she think of divorcing me!

“Are you being serious right now?” He held back his anger and managed to

ask through his teeth.

Abigail quirked a brow at him and replied nonchalantly, “I am dead serious.

Sign it, and we will go through the procedures when both of us are free later.

Sean looked at his wife before his eyes relentlessly as he thought, We have

been married for three years, and Abigail has been fulfilling her duty as Mrs.

Graham. She’s well–behaved, obedient, and kind to my family members.

More so, she pleases me in every possible way. Yet, she’s like a different

person now.

As he regarded her fair and lustrous face painted with impatience that was

completely different from before and listened to the icy cold words that

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escaped her lips, he felt a knife stabbing through his heart as he realized that

Abigail was truly looking forward to leaving him. So, he quickly retracted his

gaze, turned around, and walked into the living room. “There’s no need for

that. I will see you at the City Hall front entrance tomorrow at 9.00AM.” His

indifferent voice sounded.

At first, Abigail thought that she was all prepared for this day. It was only at

moment that she truly realized that her heart was still in pain like

with thousands of needles. Half of her body went numb.

she managed to

daze and lay

in pain

hastily covered her mouth and rushed into the

ate and drank earlier that evening. Still, the

stomach worsened instead of being

she suffered

excruciating pain. Since she hadn’t had a relapse

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had completely forgotten about the agony she would have

bother taking

this moment, the journey

could result in her back drenching in a cold

the pain as she

Luna.

didn’t hear her phone ringing at all as she

like a log.

die of pain

great deal of hesitation.

Thus, she called

ring, and a soft, waxy voice sounded from the other end

the voice, she could tell it was Joan.

Who is it?”

alone when I left the apartment just now. Yet,

was out of my mind to

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no response on the other end, she tentatively asked, “Is

Are you

had no intention of hearing Joan say something nonsense

hung up

carpet, frowned, and blocked

her vision and passed out

phone away.

“Abigail?”

woke Abigail up

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wearing her pajamas, she obviously rushed here before

said guiltily, “Was it your digestive

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