The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 64 A Scene Too Dramatic

“Okay,” replied Abigail.

One of the live–stream cameras followed Sean and Abigail as they walked away. After the pair entered the separate guest room, the camera stopped at the door instead of following them inside.

These five minutes were considered private time for the two of them.

Sean closed the door and gently locked it before turning his head to look at Abigail.

Abigail’s cheeks were flushed; thanks to the red wine’s strong aftereffects, she was now heavily drunk. As Sean looked at her, she suddenly stepped forward and tugged at his hand, saying, “How

could you be so cruel?”

Fearing that they might be overheard by those outside the room, Sean dragged her to the couch by

the window in the room and sat her down. “What do you mean by that?” His voice lacked warmth as

always, but it softened a lot without him realizing it.

Emboldened by drink, Abigail stared at the face of the man before her with bright, watery eyes. She

“Can’t you tell that I really need your help?

but I really lost the draft because I was startled by Joan’s sudden arrival.” She argued with

not been for your connection with her, that kind of thing

the draft. How could I make a mistake if the draft

lips move as she rattled on and

“Did you change your clothes just because

to make

hard–hearted. It’s like no matter what I do, you’ll never be satisfied,

be happy. It’s so easy

for a divorce? thought Sean inwardly. “Is there anything else you want

gaze

you

a mumble, “Why did you drink from my bottle all

a sc*mbag? You never clarified the rumors between you and her… You drank from my bottle

merely listened to her muttering

“Get up. You’re drunk, so you should go back and rest.” It had previously been agreed that if someone got drunk, they could quit the game early. After all, they were being

couch

before grabbing

arms as though she

firmly, wrapping his arms around her while

holding the drunken Abigail, who had passed

on his shoulder.