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

follow Sean quickly. “Are you hurt, Sean? I’m sorry, Abigail’s a klutz. She

she was an elder, she got

looking gloomy.

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

with this.” Analise quickly smiled to ease things

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

huddled closer to Analise, and they

clothes and sniffed around.

the tissue and came to the kitchen. Abigail was

gas.

“I’m

fire got so high.” Abigail thought she had made a mountain out of a molehill, but at that moment, she was worried Sean might get scalded, so she picked up the basin and doused the

the broom, and then he cleaned the place up silently. Abigail quickly cleaned the countertop. “We have your clothes in

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

kitchen, and Sean went

their order. Analise looked at Abigail, a little resigned. “He’s so nice to you. And you can cook

looking dejected. A while of chatting later, Abigail heard Sean

came into the room and locked the door. She slowly went to the bathroom and knocked on the door. “What’s

some clothes and a

searched the closet for Sean’s clothes. A

standing behind her, and it

all. I almost had a heart attack!” She glared at him as