The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 126

Chapter 126 Don’t Speak if You Don’t Know How

A discreet Bugatti parked in front of Abigail, and she approached it with a cold expression. He welcomed her with a slit of the door, which she opened and then looked at him. “Aren’t you going

home?”

“Get in,” Sean said impatiently in a chilly tone.

She bent down and got into the car. As soon as she closed the door, he grabbed her wrist. “What are

you doing?” She was about to struggle.

His eyes contained a trace of anger as he stared at her. Even without speaking, his presence made

her gradually quiet down. Inside the narrow compartment, the streetlights outside illuminated

through the windows. The shadows and light on his face created a stark contrast, making his aura

even more intimidating.

Abigail’s heart tightened slightly. She looked at him as her lips pressed tightly.

Sensing that she was somewhat afraid of him, Sean relaxed his grip. “What were you discussing

with them?”

“I don’t need to report to you, do I?” She steadied her mind.

reached out and placed his hand on the back of her neck, his entire palm touching

coldness in his deep

pay the breach of contract penalty. Understand?”

angry tonight?” Abigail asked while maintaining her composure. “I had a frank and open dinner with them, and you think I’m

to dissipate as he heard her words. He released her neck and instead pinched her chin. Then,

itself makes people uncomfortable.”

“Is it my fault that the drink is named

traced her chin. “Have you ever

she replied with

you ‘Abby,’ and him thinking of you as

overthinking it.”

his sarcastic tone. She shook Sean’s hand away and spoke coldly, “I’m not you. Don’t use your moral standards

of mine?” he

against the car seat, she looked out the window. “Have you explained the situation with Joan and the bag to the public yet? People are still shipping us as a couple. Handle

before worrying about mine.”

think.” His words were drowned out by the blaring horn

did not hear clearly, nor did she want to ask

suddenly fell silent, and Sean glanced at Abigail,

fine before?” he

felt a pang of

children so badly? Can’t you

Have a kid, don’t have a kid, do

prick.”

eyes turning red, Sean immediately said sternly, “You’re about

words.”

talking, then. You’re so chatty!” Abigail suppressed her pent-up anger.

was

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