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.

you’re scared, share a room with someone,” said

her head buzzed. Sean’s arm got numb as well. He looked at Abigail and pulled back his arm, and then he

Sean’s grasp. Sean held her and

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

you kicked me?” Sean’s leg

just wanted to stretch my legs.” Abigail wouldn’t admit to

at her. “Do I look gullible

go back to sleep.” Abigail closed her

hand on her waist and slid it under

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

kids. Sean looked at Abigail coolly. “She’ll

his hand, and she

closer and said imposingly, “So, are you going

She struggled and answered, “No. No

to begin with, and it creaked when

you guys, even if you

in Sean’s embrace and didn’t move an inch. Sean’s arms were wrapped around her waist, and he held her gently, pinching her softly. “We’ll be

closed the door, her face red. Abigail wanted to bite Sean.

going at it

am not going at

“Go to sleep. Move anymore and you’re

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