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

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 in talking to Joan. He hung up

her collar out of Sean’s grasp. Sean held her and turned her

yet you still took the

why you kicked me?”

accident. I just wanted to stretch my legs.”

at her. “Do I look

go back to sleep.”

on her waist

up. She said quietly, “Grandma’s right

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

hand, and she blushed.

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

heating up. She struggled and answered,

begin with, and

doorway. “Be quiet, you guys, even if you are family. The patient

wrapped around her waist, and he held her

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

said, “You’re going at

not going at anything.”

“Go to sleep. Move anymore and you’re

more. If it weren’t