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.

scared, share

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

Sean held

“It’s late, and yet you still took the call. Grandma

why you kicked me?” Sean’s leg was

to

her. “Do I look gullible

go back to sleep.” Abigail closed her

hand on her waist and slid it under her

She said quietly, “Grandma’s right beside

been wanting us to have kids. Sean looked at Abigail coolly. “She’ll be happy to hear

his hand, and she blushed.

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

up. She struggled and answered, “No.

with, and it creaked

quiet, you guys, even if you are family. The

arms were wrapped around her waist, and he held her

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

said, “You’re going

at anything.”

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

leaned her cheek against his chest. She listened to his heartbeat and said nothing more. If it weren’t for