The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 94 Full Preparation

Sean knew no matter how strong he was, he couldn’t hold a pot that was almost filled with water

with one hand. The pot tilted, and the water, clams, and greens fell onto the cooktop. The fire was put out. Sean’s shirt, pants, and leather shoes were soiled by the grease and water. Clams and greens fell from the counter, and they clanged when they fell to the ground.

Abigail was holding the basin. She curled up a little as she retreated, staring at Sean in innocence.

and fear. Sean wanted to dunk the pot on her head. He glared at her. “Are you getting back at me?”

Abigail shook her head quickly. “I didn’t mean it, I swear.”

“You’d better not mean it, Abigail.” Sean, for once, got angry, and the veins on his neck throbbed.

“What’s wrong?” Julie held Analise, and they came to the kitchen.

Abigail quickly said, “Just a little accident. It’s nothing. I’ll clean it up.”

Sean put the pot down. “I’ll order delivery.” He lost the mood to cook. In the first place, he only

wanted to make something good to make Analise happy, and then this happened.

Noticing his bad mood, Analise shot Abigail a reproachful look. She quickly asked Julie to hold her

hurt, Sean? I’m sorry, Abigail’s a klutz. She must’ve

carefully. Even though she was an elder, she got scared

looking gloomy.

wiped his shirt dry. He looked at Analise and eased up. “I’m alright. We’ll just get delivery for lunch, then,

Julie will do it. She’s familiar with

nodded. He looked at his greasy shirt and pants, and he felt

closer to

wet patches off his clothes and sniffed around. He

was sweeping

gas.

“I’m

molehill, but at that moment, she was worried Sean might get scalded, so she picked up

up silently. Abigail quickly cleaned the countertop. “We have your clothes in the closet. Why don’t

more you talk, the more I wanna smack you,‘ said

shut up. They finished cleaning the kitchen, and Sean

and Julie finished making their order. Analise looked at Abigail, a little resigned. “He’s so nice to

don’t talk about that anymore, Grandma.” She clutched her hair, looking dejected. A while of chatting later, Abigail heard

locked the door. She slowly

some clothes and a towel,”

She grunted and searched the closet for Sean’s clothes. A while later, she took the clothes and towel and turned around. The

Sean standing behind her, and

had a heart attack!” She glared at him as she