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?”

myself. My feet are perfectly nice

up a napkin from the side and wiped his

pervert,” Abigail scolded, her

her body to jolt

splashed

unable to bear

a cushion. “Who told you to chat with me when I

kicked off his shoes. After getting scalded, his face reddened. He grabbed his

pain subsided did he glare at Abigail. “Was this

the cushion, her face full of innocence.

out his phone and messaged his

time, the assistant

basin of hot water. It must be hotter this time. Then, have the hotel staff come and clean up the floor.

her feet on the couch,

up the overturned basin from

feet, and the diligent assistant helped the

over, but the takeout had yet

when he called the restaurant, he found out that the delivery was delayed due to

hour for the delivery. The

it up. Just send me the address,” the assistant said while

roads are slippery. Be careful. If

Mrs. Graham. I’ll be careful driving,” the

ahead and be safe, Sean

“I know you’re anxious, but in weather like

about others but don’t seem to care if

back, feeling

his mind and gently touched her hair instead. “I was worried that your

can eat anything. I’m not picky,” Abigail

your