The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 124 I Want to Know Who He Is

Abigail could not be happier. She picked up a garlic shoot and started peeling it slowly, her speech slowing down as well. “Alright. You can focus on your work. I’ll go home and visit Grandpa and

Grandma for you.”

“Why do you sound like you don’t care if we have a fallout?” Sean frowned, looking displeased.

She put on an innocent expression. “Really? Wasn’t I just trying to cover for both of us?”

He fell silent, his face cold.

When they started cooking, Analise complimented Sean on his skills in cooking fish and asked him

to help prepare a dish. She also made Abigail come into the kitchen and assist.

As such, Abigail crouched by the trash can while peeling garlic. The two of them worked as if they

were strangers.

Analise and Julie, who had been eavesdropping at the door for a while, had not heard any conversation from the kitchen. They exchanged a glance and slowly sat down on the couch. “They’ve surely been apart for too long. That’s why they’re arguing,” Julie whispered in a hushed

tone.

However, Analise had other thoughts. It’s probably because of the child that they’re facing criticism.

She let out a soft sigh. “If they had a child, they might not be arguing like this. This can’t go on; do

you have any suggestions?”

awkwardly. “Young people nowadays are

we pressure them too much, it might have the

effect.”

the affairs of a family, Luna

each other. Finally, Analise could not sit still any longer. “Have you two argued? Sean, did Abigail do something wrong?

He

“We didn’t argue. I’m just tired

wearing a warm smile. “Where did you get that idea? I even suggested that he stay over tonight.” She looked at

still found it

have something to attend to tonight, and I

finish

Abigail was just shifting the blame. His face remained calm as

not angry. I’ll wait for you

left Abigail a little puzzled. Is he planning to settle

the arrangements for the program’s follow–up. If Joan

Analise while they washed the dishes together. She discreetly bid Julie farewell and then left.

elevator, she

did you

just asked around on Facebook.” Anthony stood up straight. He was wearing a brick–red suit with a bright blue tie, which gave him a somewhat flamboyant

address instead of coming here,”

raised an eyebrow. “It’s a duty of a senior to pick up a junior. Come

with guidance on her designs. Afterward, when she started the studio with Luna under the pseudonym Alana, he recognized her immediately based on her design style. Since

home

his anger, he took out his phone and

investigate the identity of the person she was