The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 156 You Don’t Deserve Trust

Sean returned to his room and found Abigail in the shower. He decided to grab a book to read.

Just then, his phone started ringing.

When he picked it up, he saw an unfamiliar number, but one that he still recognized. He immediately answered, his voice lacking its usual coldness.

“Hello, why are you calling me?” he inquired.

“Do you know what happened to Joan on set? For Abigail, you left her, and now the crew is deliberately bullying her! She fell from high up and nobody cared about her!” The voice on the other end was seething with anger.

Sean clenched his phone. “Is she at the hospital now?”

“How dare you ask me that? Low should I know?” the voice shot back, furious.

“I’ll call the set and find out,” Sean said, letting the person vent their frustration. Then, he Cameron a message on WhatsApp.

sent

“Sean, if something happens to Joan, I’ll destroy you and myself!” The man then hung up at once.

Sean hurried downstairs without explaining his sudden departure to Dahlia.

“Why the rush…” Dahlia mumbled to herself.

Abigail emerged from the bathroom, but there was no sign of Sean. She assumed he was still downstairs.

completion of half of

sensed he might not be at the house

Joan’s situation that called

in her room. She sent messages to Sean, but

of calls, and finally, Sean

pick you up over there.” Sean’s tone was laced with a touch

home! Whose time are you wasting? You can’t even stay overnight! Are you in such a hurry to meet your little fling?” Abigail’s chest heaved with

When have I ever wasted your time? I have things to attend to.

you have

alone and running off to see your little fling? If you’re so eager to go be with her, why don’t you agree to Grandpa’s

Fine! Once I finish my business, we’ll go through with it! Since you don’t

unfaithful man like you has no right to be trusted!” Abigail forcefully hung

anger.

foolishly, that Sean really

her, defended her in front of

the biggest mistake she had

to change her clothes

Dahlia came in with

I brought you some water. Have a drink,” Dahlia said gently, placing the beautiful glass pitcher on

at it

downstairs for lunch, I’ll bring it up to

you,”

the table, poured herself a glass of water,

gave her a look, and after their eyes met, Dahlia went to the

over next door to play some cards. I won’t be back for lunch,”

left.

had lunch and sat on the edge of the