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 her sketches, Sean

sensed he might not be at the

it was Joan’s

She sent messages to Sean, but

of calls, and finally,

be, you can have the driver pick

women, then don’t force me to come back home! Whose time are you wasting? You can’t even stay

have I ever wasted your time? I have things to attend to. Can’t a little trust in our relationship?” Sean’s voice carried a hint

you have

fling? If you’re so eager to go be with her, why don’t you agree

we’ll go through with it! Since you don’t believe me at all, I don’t

you has no right to be trusted!”

anger.

really

the house for her, defended her in front of

him was the biggest mistake she had

up and planned to change her

Dahlia came in with a

you some water. Have a drink,” Dahlia said gently, placing

glanced at it and

lunch, I’ll bring it up to you,” Dahlia offered with

thank you,”

table, poured herself

her a look, and after their

over next door to play some cards. I won’t be

left.

edge of the bed, planning to call