The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 67 Comments Go Crazy

Abigail had found a quiet spot in the garden to focus on her design sketches. As the sun began to set, she slipped back to her room.

During this time, she had many suspicions. Still, she wasn’t sure if Sean had helped her replace the design sketches.

Her next step was to turn those designs into finished drafts before moving on to making the

clothes.

The bi–weekly tea gathering had resumed, but today’s theme had unexpectedly changed from the

previous one.

A group of people gathered in the sunroom on the hotel’s rooftop for a meal featuring tea art and

desserts.

Abigail and Luna had arrived early. After sitting down, Abigail whispered to Luna, “Sean doesn’t like desserts, so he probably won’t come today.”

As soon as she said that, Sean and Kevin walked in together.

Kevin entered with a smile and greeted everyone. “Let’s keep it casual today. There’s no need to be

too formal.”

On the other hand, Sean strolled over to Abigail’s side and took a seat. As he settled in, he stretched his long legs, slightly opening them. She couldn’t help but feel his legs brushing against hers, especially today when she was wearing a short dress. Through the suit fabric, she could clearly sense his body temperature.

cheeks reddened. She contemplated adjusting her position but worried he might

leaned closer to Abigail and asked,

you for something?”

and turned to look at

you mean?”

He

you burning bridges? I helped you out of a tight spot, and you can’t even

her replace the design sketches. However, he didn’t mention the incident in their last encounter, which

in the production team.” As she spoke,

reclined on the couch, and his eyes narrowed as he

the first time she wore a dress, and Sean’s gaze shifted to her waistline, which was relatively slender. His open

is that? It’s like he wants to devour the assistant

fanfiction about this. I want to read it now.

he walked in, he

can’t stop laughing. Am I watching a fashion design competition or a

angry!

It was as

and handed it to Sean with

green- glazed tea cup and looking at him expectantly. After taking a

the teacup down, he looked at the bewildered Abigail. “It’s quite bitter, and I don’t like

“I’ll

tea. If you genuinely want to thank me, put in more effort,” Sean said, furrowing his

words made her pause, and he added, “Remember,

draft design and stood up to tell

smiled.

She headed downstairs to the hotel’s refrigerator to fetch

audience went wild.

Sean only drinks carbonated water in real life! But he drank the energy drink that the