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.

and say a few words to her. Alas, she simply brushed his hand aside and got

sulking about

her hand on the car window and gazed down at him. “I’m not

his tongue

the police station to complete some formalities and reconfirm whether the person Taught in the surveillance

was not Joan’s brother, but there was something about that person’s demeanor that

this interesting?” he asked the person on the

of my sister. I don’t understand

that reason enough? Kingston, I don’t want to waste time dealing with you. Just present a solution that I

care a lot for your wife. Who is she,

tone.

dare to get someone to investigate her privately, I promise everything about Joan will be ruined. You know what she

meet me,” Kingston

phone for a moment before

conversation with an elderly craftsman about the materials used in jewelry

elderly craftsman

small beads, and there’s some wastage involved, but I’m willing to give it a try,”

you,” Abigail responded with a

took out her phone. She

various angles, Joan looked elated and was clearly blushing throughout the entire

those two had temporarily resolved their conflict and thought she had calmly accepted the truth. Strangely, she still felt a bit

resolved, Abigail planned to locate a dessert shop

went down the drain right then as her phone chose now of all times to ring. When she noticed it was Eric calling her, she was