The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 165 Sean Gets It Again

Josie affectionately leaned on Abigail’s shoulder. “The swelling has gone down. After we finish filming, I want to get a custom-made dress from your studio!”

“Sure!” Abigail replied with a wide smile.

Eric’s face looked rather grim.

When Sean came to pick up Abigail and saw Eric’s expression, he couldn’t help but furrow his brows. This guy used to keep his eyes on Abigail all day long, even sneaking glances at her during their runs. What was up with him today?

Sean, ever watchful of Eric, remained cautious.

Abigail hadn’t been in her room for long before Sean arrived. He had ordered food from outside, and it would be delivered soon.

The hotel provided meals for the crew, but Sean found it particularly unappetizing.

Sitting beside Abigail, he naturally took her hand. “I’m boiling hot water,” Abigail said, trying to pull her hand back.

The frostbite she had pricked were no longer swollen and didn’t itch too much. The hot water was mainly for soaking her feet, which she hadn’t had time for earlier. Now, they felt very uncomfortable even when she sat down.

“I’ll check. You stay put.” Sean got up without hesitation and headed to the bathroom.

Abigail bit her lip. In the past, she would have been thrilled, but now, she just found it ironic.

Sean returned with the hot water. He tested it with his hand, jolting back from the scalding heat. He frowned, saying, “This is too hot. Do you plan on making foot soup?

“It’ll be fine once I get used to it. Besides, this is my foot basin. Are you testing it with your hand?” Abigail said deliberately to disgust him.

Sean suddenly smirked. “I’ve massaged your feet before, and I didn’t mind. Now you’re repulsed by yourself?”

repulsed by myself. My feet are perfectly nice feet,” Abigail said, preparing to

a napkin from the side and

pervert,” Abigail scolded,

to jolt from the scalding

water splashed toward Sean’s

unable to bear

the corner of the couch, clutching a cushion. “Who

scalded, his face reddened. He grabbed his soaking pants

did he glare at Abigail. “Was

the cushion, her face full of

Sean took out his phone

no time, the

staff come and clean up the floor. You wait outside.

on the couch, smiling innocently at Sean’s

picked up the overturned basin from the floor and

her feet, and the diligent assistant helped the hotel staff

the takeout

out that the

for half an hour for the delivery. The food will be cold

Just send me the address,” the assistant

slippery. Be careful. If it’s too dangerous,

I’ll be careful

be safe, Sean

Abigail said with dissatisfaction, “I know you’re anxious, but in weather like this, don’t rush them. What if they get into

care about others but don’t seem to care if I get scalded.” Sean sat beside her,

shrank back, feeling

but he changed his mind

I’m not picky,”

me your hand,”