The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 141 Putting Joan in the Film Crew

He raised an eyebrow. “Are you jealous again?”

“Stop daydreaming,” she replied, practically rolling her eyes, her expression cold.

He looked at her, saying, “It must’ve been tough on you to pretend to be a good wife for the past

three years.”

His words made Abigail feel embarrassed. Indeed, she had acted gentle and virtuous back then in

order to make him fall in love with her.

Seeing her reaction, Sean knew that he had hit the mark. Her original personality wasn’t what it

used to be; now, this was her true self.

The waitress soon arrived, upon which Abigail handed the menu to her.

After the waitress left, Abigail fell silent. She started watching videos on her phone, deliberately

playing them with the volume on.

Understanding that she didn’t want to communicate with him, Sean also took out his phone and

began reading the messages Kevin had sent him. Kevin had sent him countless messages in

succession today, but he didn’t like checking his WhatsApp when he didn’t have to.

After opening Kevin’s messages, he noticed that the man had sent him a link to a post on

him and Abigail entering a hotel. There weren’t many comments,

‘Did

Instagram?’ he texted to ask

reply to his message, for he was

the messages, he found that Joan had actually explained that he and Abigail were cousins. He frowned at this explanation. Joan’s eager to explain, huh? Abigail and

know we’re trending?” he suddenly

him and closed the

him and closed the

do you think?” he said, deliberately testing her

It saves you from

suddenly said,

nothing. to do with the public, so there’s

people to know about. it?” Sean’s eyes narrowed slightly. He strongly

still want

could easily guess what he was thinking-he probably thought she was saying that

when a waiter brought a fruit platter

afternoon, Abigail

a call from Kevin,

deeply.

the store and didn’t find

had happened.

car and called her

a phone call from Lewis telling her to get ready to join the film crew. She had to join the

came to her studio specially to pick her up. “How’s the fabric selection going?” he asked with a note of concern in his voice as she packed

ruler into her bag and replied gently, “It’s going well. Some fabrics are being produced according to our requirements,

been visiting fabric markets in person,” said Anthony, his voice filled with

did sound a bit odd. Just when she was about to tell him that

you and