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.”

you supposed to be at

eyebrow. “Yes, I was. I inspected the surroundings and caught a couple of fish on

eyes. Was he really working, or was he just

she noticed Sean

there were three dishes and a

cook these ordinary dishes.” Abigail picked up

of the food, she found her mouth

his lips. “Once you master cooking, whether it’s

of them sat at the table, chatting like

sat by the window, gazing at the mountains

sat for a short while before she started to

kitchen. He had somehow managed to get some local delicacies. Abigail was still working on her dress

began to

down her needle and touched her stomach, letting out a slight

had eaten quite a bit for lunch.

then, there was a

quickly stood up, wondering if it

scent was so

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

to finish everything before

first. You can

nodded. She was hungry too, and she was really looking

the dining table, Abigail patiently

a large iron pot. Abigail craned her neck to

until he placed the pot on the table that Abigail saw the bright

did you get these?” Abigail’s mouth was practically

answered, sounding rather proud.

that sometimes men could be

kids upset?” Abigail

hands.