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.

share a room with someone,” said

Sean and 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. Get some rest.” Sean lost interest

was trying to pull her collar out of Sean’s grasp. Sean held

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

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

was an accident. I just wanted to stretch my legs.” Abigail wouldn’t

“Do

sleep.” Abigail closed her

hand on her waist

quietly, “Grandma’s right

to have kids. Sean looked at Abigail coolly.

his hand, and she blushed. “We can’t do

pinching her waist. He huddled closer and said imposingly, “So, are you going to pull any tricks

heating up. She struggled and answered, “No. No

bed was small, to begin with, and it creaked

quiet, you guys, even if

move an inch. Sean’s arms were wrapped around her waist,

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

“You’re going at

am not going at anything.” Abigail grabbed his

her closer. “Go to sleep. Move anymore and you’re

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