The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 127 The Unwanted One

Sean’s lips traced her fair neck, and his hands began to wander. Abigail did not resist him.

Her body was heating up after she was kissed all over. When she looked at him, she asked with a trembling voice, “Why did you wear a white suit today?”

He did not answer her and kissed her lips.

When Abigail woke up the next morning, Sean had already left. She freshened up and headed to the living room, where she found Analise busy. Analise turned to her and asked, “Sean left early and

didn’t have breakfast. Did you upset him last night?”

“No. I’m going to visit his grandparents today. You don’t need to prepare lunch for me,” Abigail said

as she walked toward the kitchen.

Analise nodded. As Abigail walked out of the kitchen holding breakfast, her grandmother added, “I

made some pasta for you and Sean. I’ll put them in the freezer. If you don’t feel like cooking, just

reheat them.”

Just as Abigail sat at the dining table, she looked at Analise and asked, “Why? Are you going home?”

Analise nodded. “Yes. Living here is too restricting. I’m stuck at home all day and unable to do

anything. I’m not used to it.”

“After some time, I plan to buy a new house with a yard. You can plant flowers and greens in the

yard,” Abigail said anxiously.

My roots are in the village, and I can’t live in the city,”

drank her soup. “Grandma, if you must go back, promise me you’ll use the money to

every month. Don’t try to save money

replied in a

that if you keep this up, you’ll lose

secret.

that moment, Analise

morning sun shone on Abigail, casting a gentle

One day, if your eyesight deteriorates, I

about… I’ll get proper treatment, so you don’t have to

carried a

the Graham Estate, Abigail brought some pasta made by Analise. Although she knew Cornelie would not care for them much,

her, he put down what he was doing and asked in a friendly tone,

come with you?”

I’m here to help out,” Abigail replied before changing her shoes and carrying a beautiful little

saw the basket in her hand, he scolded her with a hint of

immediately rushed out of the

over to him and uttered softly, “The pasta is made by Grandma, and there’s a

tea, too.”

on Colby’s

can’t stay in the city for long. She gets restless cooped up at home with nothing to do,” Abigail said while

downstairs. She was still upset about

she gave Abigail an annoyed look and said sarcastically, “What are you doing here? If you get hurt

Can’t you appreciate it?” Colby

ask her to. I’d rather see

pursed her lips as she felt

her lips as

Cornelie, “Do you think she gets to choose

child?”

Sean do it then? If he had the ability, would we even need her? I

but she even said I brought the