The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 227 All for Her

Sean’s gaze held a mysterious depth. “You really don’t trust me,

huh?”

“My grandmother’s life is at stake here. I can’t afford to make light of it,” Abigail replied firmly.

If there was even a one–in–a–million chance that people would find out, she would refuse Sean’s proposal.

“Alright, I promise you, no one will find out about this.”

Abigail was almost finished with her spaghetti. She glanced at Sean, who was still standing beside her. “Do you have anything else to do? If not, you can leave. I have my own matters to attend to after I finish eating.”

Sean fooked at her plate and said, “The meatballs are delicious too. Finish it. I’ll clear the dishes, and you can focus on your work.”

Abigail was momentarily at a loss for words.

“Hurry up and eat. I’ve got things to do too,” Sean gently urged.

Abigail quickly snapped back to reality. She finished her spaghetti and handed the plate to Sean, adding a courteous “Thank you.”

Sean pursed his lips slightly but didn’t respond.

True to form, Sean didn’t disturb Abigail for the rest of the morning.

At lunchtime, Abigail emerged from her room and went to the kitchen, only to find Sean already

there.

He was holding a plate of fish, and when he saw Abigail, he said in a familiar tone, “Go freshen up and get ready for lunch.”

at work?”

raised an eyebrow. “Yes, I was. I inspected the surroundings and caught a couple of fish on the side. I wonder how they

help rolling her eyes. Was he really working, or was he

dining table, she noticed Sean bringing in dish

inspection, there were

to be able to cook

aroma of the food,

his lips. “Once you master cooking, whether it’s simple or complex, you’ll be able to make it. The difference is

two of them sat at the table, chatting like ordinary friends about

Abigail sat by the window, gazing at the mountains

while before she started to keep herself

had somehow managed to get some local delicacies. Abigail was still working on

began

down her needle and touched her stomach, letting out a

felt like she had eaten quite a bit for lunch. How had she gotten hungry

there was a knock

stood up, wondering if it was time for

scent was so

opened the door and saw Sean standing there, asking, “Are you done with your work?” He was

able to finish everything before

You can continue after you’ve eaten,”

was really looking forward to what Sean had prepared.

they sat at the dining table, Abigail patiently waited

out with a large iron pot. Abigail craned her neck to get

wasn’t until he placed the pot on the table that Abigail saw the bright

these?” Abigail’s mouth was practically

of kids this afternoon, Sean answered, sounding rather proud. “I have some experience with fishing, so I caught more than

sometimes men could be

Aren’t the kids upset?” Abigail licked

hands.