The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 159 Mrs Graham Hopped on a Plane and Left

On his way to the hospital, Sean called Cameron to check on the license plate of the car that Abigail hopped on.

On the other hand, Abigail arrived at the Elysian Garden Hotel just as Luna asked her assistant to send Abigail’s belongings over.

“Abigail, Luna’s busy with a client at the moment and asked me to send these to you. Are you alright?” The assistant had a concerned expression on her face.

Abigail looked totally disheveled. Even though she usually dressed down, she was never in this state -barefoot with wrinkled clothes and matted hair.

“I’m fine. I got wet. You may return if you have work. I’ll be heading to Ragos after I’m done

cleaning up. So, I don’t need you here.” Abigail pulled her luggage to a wider space.

The assistant watched as she opened up her luggage and took out a change of clothes.

“T’ll

go get you some food before I leave, so you can eat before boarding the plane,” the assistant said and exited her room.

So, after her shower, Abigail came out to find a pack of ravioli on the table that the assistant had left before leaving.

After finishing the food, she headed to the airport, where Eric was waiting for her.

As they were waiting to board, Eric grabbed a magazine and asked, “Miss Quinn, I wanted to ask. How did you end up like that with just a trip back home?”

him since he had

happened. Not allowing her to work… “Your cousin’s family is that unreasonable?” Eric was

people. She probably wanted me to stay by her side,” she answered

what to say as he could feel her aversion in her smile., but he was in no place to interfere since it was her private

the plane was ready.

out that it was Eric who took Abigail away

frown.

beside him and whispered, “Mrs. Graham’s

back here later to care for her.” Fatigue crawled

turned out for the worse. Sean stared at Joan, who was lying on the bed, as he began to look

with Abigail.

“You’re lucky Eric was there. If not, you

expect a nap to turn into something so big.” Abigail’s

Lewis shook his head helplessly. “Go

up in Pendorf, Abigail suffered from frostbite on

weather.

would start to itch. Finding it hard to sleep

Eric saw when he went

by his sudden appearance and asked, “Why are you awake at

we didn’t get a good shot? Why are your hands in the snow?” Eric smiled bitterly but was also

actions.

was helpless and showed him her hands. “I was born and

It’s too cold here. My hands and legs are covered in frostbite. It’s so itchy that no

hands will fall off if you do this. Besides, it won’t look good if it’s swollen. Go