The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 66 Unaware of Being the Homewrecker

How could Abigail have done such a thing? It seemed like Sean didn’t ask her to kiss him but rather to confess whether she had feelings for him. How could this have happened…

She lowered her head and ran her fingers through her hair. From now on, she decided that whenever she saw him, she would hide in a corner and keep her distance until he forgot about what

she did yesterday.

After the host finished the announcement, Abigail excused herself for fresh air. Then, she left the hotel and left Luna behind. She needed the cool breeze to calm her racing heart and relieve her body temperature. She also slapped her face to regain her usual aloof demeanor before returning

to the hotel.

She convinced herself that what happened yesterday meant nothing. Perhaps she could just admit that she was just drunk. After all, she would divorce Sean and wouldn’t entertain any foolish

thoughts.

When she exited the elevator, she unexpectedly saw him waiting for her outside her room. He

stood by her room door, appearing to be waiting specifically for her.

Abigail quickly took a few steps back, and her breathing quickened. She wondered why he was looking for her right now. She didn’t understand, but she didn’t feel like meeting Sean. So, she

headed for

him

he saw was a fluttering

elevator. Just as the elevator doors

reflection on the shiny floor tiles. She didn’t have

button. After exiting the elevator, she walked quickly, biting her lip as

voice from up ahead. “Miss Quinn, what a coincidence to

She raised her gaze to look at

Abigail could react, Joan raised her hand and slapped

expression turning icy. “Miss Palmer,

can talk

the pretense. She struggled to break free

and asked, “Who

attitude, Joan reached out with her other hand to

quickly dodged the attack

you can

bully me just because you’ve hooked up with

will be out

you should publicly apologize to Alana. Do you have your apology ready?” Abigail looked at Joan with a calm

aback by the condescending look in Abigail’s eyes. She thought, She’s

homewrecker, you’re shameless! You knew about my relationship with Sean. Yet, you pretended to be drunk and bought internet trolls to promote your relationship with him. You’re disgusting!” Joan had no intention of apologizing. She just wanted to tear

at her with a contemptuous gaze. “Who’s the real homewrecker here? Do you think I don’t know? You can deceive