The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 70 Force Her to Apologize Publicly

Sean let go of Abigail’s chin and stepped aside. Lowering his gaze, he looked at her and said, “We’ll meet again at night. Send me a message, and I’ll bring your drafts.” With that, he walked up to the door. He opened it and left the room, leaving behind a lingering coldness that Joan’s call had

brought.

Abigail sat alone for a while before deciding to take a shower. Afterward, she confided in Luna about his request.

Luna was so pissed that she threw her phone on the couch. “He treated you well in the production.

team, so I thought your relationship with him had improved. Alas… He’s getting greedy, isn’t he?”

“Joan still holds a special place in his eyes,” Abigail said in a low voice.

Luna approached the coffee table and crouched to pour a glass of water. She downed it and said, “I

thought I could teach Joan a lesson this time, but who knew… It must be nice to have Sean

protecting her, huh? My blood pressure is ramping up.”

Abigail asked, “What were you planning to do?”

“I was going to make Joan publicly apologize to us. If she refused, I was considering suing her for

it looks like I’ll have to endure it again. I thought

apologized to us this time.” Luna sounded

and he’ll return the drafts to me. I don’t want to have any more contact with

were getting along well in the production team, right? Just keep it up. I’m telling you, you seriously have

“I even thought about burning

with him. Also, since he’s taking the initiative to ask you

“But do you think he’s being sincere

it anyway. I don’t know about anything else. It’s only a good pairing if it feels real, right? Moreover, why would you offend him for no reason? You can benefit from being around him in the production team. It’s a win–win situation!”

sighed in resignation. “All

maybe even annoy Joan. You’re getting a lot

right, I get it. I’ll send him the message.” She was also worried that Sean might actually give the drafts

within the garden’s rockery, Abigail sent a message to Sean: ‘Why aren’t you here yet? There are too many mosquitoes here. My legs

the message, he picked up

from her hiding spot, only

he joined her in

in the darkness and remarked, “What kind

it have to be

smile unseen in the

“I don’t want anyone

with his hand. “What secret mission are we

the occasion, but now they were meeting in

anticipated her choice

So, she said in a