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.

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

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

collar out of Sean’s grasp. Sean held her and turned her around. “What were you doing? Venting

“It’s late, and yet you still took the call. Grandma doesn’t sleep deeply. You

you kicked me?”

wanted to stretch my legs.”

“Do I look gullible

to sleep.” Abigail

put his hand on her waist and slid it under

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

kids. Sean looked at Abigail coolly.

and she blushed. “We can’t

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

was heating up. She struggled and answered,

small, to begin with,

the doorway. “Be quiet, you guys,

arms were wrapped around her waist, and he held

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

going at

am not going at anything.”

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

She listened to his heartbeat and said nothing more. If it weren’t for the fact he’s too tired, he’d have gone back to the