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

Abigail entering a hotel. There weren’t many comments, but the post still made it to the list of trending topics… Obviously, someone was doing this

‘Did

Instagram?’ he texted to ask

his message, for he

explained that he and Abigail were cousins. He

we’re

at him and closed

at him and closed the

What do you think?” he said, deliberately

that convenient? It saves you from explaining our relationship,”

said, “I don’t mind

nothing. to

just not want people to know about. it?”

are you trying to say? Do you still want to

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

ended abruptly when a waiter brought a fruit

the afternoon, Abigail

getting dark, Sean received a call from

deeply.

and didn’t find him outside, she immediately figured out

had happened.

into his car and called her several times, but she didn’t

Lewis telling her to get ready to join the film crew. She had to join the crew, take measurements of

day of joining the crew, Anthony came to her studio specially to pick her up. “How’s the fabric selection going?” he asked with a note of concern in

replied gently, “It’s going well. Some fabrics are being produced according to our requirements, and I’ll be able

working hard these days. I heard you’ve been visiting fabric markets in person,” said Anthony, his

a bit odd. Just

she heard him continue, “Did you and