The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 93 Nagging About Pregnancy

Abigail felt like she was just an extra.

Analise watched the young couple with a pleased smile. “You two aren’t getting any younger. When are you going to have a child?” she suddenly asked Abigail and Sean during breakfast.”

Abigail knew Sean hated being pressured about having a child, and she didn’t want him to misunderstand. She quickly replied, “We’re considering it. My health might not be the best, so I haven’t conceived yet. We’re trying, though.”

Sean remained silent, his face tense.

Analise nodded gently. “A woman’s chances of conceiving decrease after twenty–eight, and it gets even riskier after thirty. I’ll find you a traditional doctor. You should try some herbal remedies.”

In reality, Sean’s grandmother had already tried all of this.

Every time Sean received medicine, he would discreetly dispose of it and not give it to Abigail.

Abigail nodded and muttered in agreement, but she couldn’t help stealing glances at Sean.

After finishing breakfast, Sean drove Abigail and Analise back home.

Julie was already waiting for them at home.

Sean and Abigail helped the elderly woman into her room, with Julie following behind.

“Julie, please take care of my grandmother. I’m going out to buy some medicine for her foot injury, and I’ll grab some groceries too.” Abigail stood at the doorway, looking a bit anxious at Sean, who had gone out.

“Go ahead,” Analise said, still smiling.

Abigail hurried out the door and saw Sean waiting for her at the staircase.

approached him nervously, aware of how touchy he

childbirth.

since her grandmother had mentioned it, Sean had hardly

he was upset with

her words to heart… Old people tend to be naggy… she tried to

cut her off. “Is it her being

eyes. Quickly, she replied in a cool tone, “Well then, let’s go get

papers now.”

a fight with me right now,” Sean said, his voice

by her side. “Let’s go.

to her was quite effective. Abigail planned to buy a bottle for

joined her

in the car, Sean’s tone turned cold. “You should stay here and take care of your grandmother. She has trouble moving around, and she needs you

of her, then I’ll head back to the show. Don’t meddle in my work,” Abigail said, her frustration building up inside, her tone

“Abigail…”

handle things here with my grandmother on my own. If something like this happens again, I won’t bother you. Is that clear?” Abigail cut

her head to look

quite bold, aren’t you?” Sean looked at

my work,” Abigail replied

as you please,” Sean said

the kitchen while Abigail, due to Luna’s

her tablet

to Luna, there was a knock on the

and saw Abigail stashing her tablet back into her bag. She looked disapproving.

zipped up her bag and stood up, heading to the kitchen

head slightly lowered.

sleeves and stir–frying

to escape.

gave a small hum in acknowledgment and went to wash the