The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 186 Who Is Your Wife?

Abigail unintentionally verbally argued with him and didn’t even realize it herself. Cameron had already said before that this was Abigail’s way of getting close to Sean. Of course, Sean would not tell Abigail that in the event that she distanced herself from him to avoid these arguments.

During breakfast, Sean suddenly spoke, “I’ll be heading to the police station later. If everything goes smoothly, I’ll head back directly.”

She merely nodded and focused on her meal, and he reached out to pat her head.

“Are

you possessed?” She tilted her head with a mouthful of food and mumbled.

“How am I possessed by patting my own wife?” Sean’s tone carried a hint of annoyance.

“Who’s your wife?” Abigail retorted as she shifted her body.

To her surprise, she soon realized that Sean wasn’t really mad but was merely looking at her with

smile

Abigail furrowed her brow and felt that the man seemed to have changed somewhere down the line. If she had acted like this in the past, he would definitely have been upset.

She quietly analyzed Sean’s change and couldn’t help but think of the scene where he had made that secret phone call in the hallway. He seemed to know everything but refused to say anything.

This gave Abigail reason to suspect that this was related to Joan.

with breakfast, Sean dropped her off at the embroidery store. He wanted to hold her hand and say a few words to her. Alas, she simply brushed his hand aside and got

are you sulking about

and gazed down at him. “I’m

into the embroidery studio, and his tongue couldn’t help but touch the inner wall of

to complete some formalities and reconfirm whether the person Taught in the surveillance footage obtained by the police was indeed

about that person’s demeanor that reminded

“Don’t you find this interesting?” he asked the

cleared his throat. “Sean Graham, I only have one request. Take care of my sister. I don’t

don’t want to waste time

seem to care a lot for your wife. Who is she, really?” Kingston’s voice

tone.

privately, I promise everything about Joan will be ruined. You

meet me,” Kingston

for a moment before

an elderly craftsman about the materials used in jewelry

out her phone and saw over a dozen MMS. When she noticed that the elderly craftsman stopped speaking, she quickly shoved her phone back into her bag and

quite challenging. The finished piece has to be polished into such small beads, and there’s some wastage involved, but I’m willing to give it a

Abigail responded with a

phone. She opened her inbox and saw pictures of Sean dining

clearly blushing throughout the entire meal.

and thought she had calmly accepted

dessert shop to indulge herself and relieve her bad

as her phone chose now of all times to ring. When she noticed it was Eric calling her, she was a bit surprised but nonetheless answered the call. Then, she greeted him, “Hey, Eric,