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.

help but notice his well–defined leg muscles and her cheeks reddened. She contemplated adjusting her

closer to

you for something?”

puzzled and turned to

you mean?”

He

the point, asking, “Are you burning bridges? I helped you out of a tight spot, and you can’t even say thank

confident that Sean had helped her replace the design sketches. However, he didn’t mention the incident in their last encounter, which put her at ease. “Of course, I’m

the production team.” As she spoke, she bent down to

his eyes narrowed

she moved. This was the first time she wore a dress, and Sean’s gaze shifted to her waistline, which

It’s like he wants to devour

fanfiction about this. I want to read it

he walked in, he

my goodness! I can’t stop laughing. Am I watching a fashion design competition or a romance show? I don’t care. I

angry!

intense stare at Abigail. It was as if Sean wanted to devour her. Kevin couldn’t help but burst into

tea and handed it to Sean with both hands. “Thank

her holding a green- glazed tea

setting the teacup down, he looked at the bewildered Abigail. “It’s quite bitter,

“I’ll make you another

I don’t like tea. If you genuinely want to thank me, put in more effort,”

pause, and he added, “Remember,

thought about the draft design and stood

smiled.

soon. She headed downstairs to the hotel’s refrigerator to fetch several bottles of carbonated water for Sean. The camera followed

audience went wild.

drank the energy drink that the assistant had yesterday. Is he promoting it for her?