The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 92 It’s Raining

“Take the call,” Sean said groggily. He took a deep breath, and he still sounded nasal. He was obviously annoyed by the call.

Abigail noticed that it was from Joan. A moment of silence later, she said, “It’s from Joan.”

Sean’s eyes snapped open, and he took the phone before answering the call. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s raining, Sean. I’m scared,” said Joan, her voice breaking up. She sounded like a crying cat.

Abigail looked at Sean.

“I’m not at the hotel,” said Sean, not as impatient as he was before.

Oh, so he’s going to go to her if he’s at the hotel? Annoyed, she stomped Sean’s calf.

Sean gasped in pain and looked at Abigail coldly. Abigail blinked innocently.

“You went out?” Joan asked, surprised. She knew Abigail took a leave because her grandmother was

hurt, but she didn’t know when Abigail would return. That’s a coincidence.

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slammed her head on his taut arm, and her head buzzed. Sean’s arm got numb as well. He looked at Abigail and pulled back his arm, and then he held. Abigail by the back of her collar. “It’s late.

Sean held her and

I dare?” said Abigail quietly. “It’s late, and yet you still took the call. Grandma doesn’t sleep deeply. You

that’s why you kicked me?” Sean’s leg was still

just wanted to stretch my legs.”

“Do I look

go back to sleep.” Abigail closed her

hand on her waist

She said quietly, “Grandma’s right beside us. Are you

have kids. Sean looked at Abigail coolly. “She’ll be happy

she

said imposingly, “So,

up. She struggled and answered, “No.

was small, to begin with, and it

at the doorway. “Be quiet, you guys,

Sean’s arms were wrapped around her waist, and he held her

her face red. Abigail wanted to bite Sean. You can’t say that. She

“You’re going

not going at anything.” Abigail

her closer. “Go to sleep. Move anymore

said nothing more. If it weren’t for the fact he’s too tired, he’d have gone