The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 228 Must Not Owe Him

Seeing her happy, Sean smiled but didn’t say anything. Since Abigail didn’t want to bring up the past, he wouldn’t either. He cherished every moment he spent with her now.

Abigail felt thoroughly satisfied after this meal.

As Sean cleared the table, he asked, “You’ve always liked these, haven’t you?”

When she married him, the dietary restrictions at his home were strict, so Abigail rarely had the chance to eat these kinds of indulgent, heavy foods. She must have missed them.

“Quinn Village is close to the sea, and there are ponds around as well. I grew up playing around in these places. Of course, I like them, My grandmother is very good at making these dishes.” Abigail leaned back in her chair and wiped her hands, which were still faintly scented with oil, with a wet

cloth.

“I’m glad you like them. If you’re busy, you can go back to your room. I’ll be busy too,” Sean said, heading toward the kitchen.

“Do you need any help?” Abigail stood up, feeling a little embarrassed to ask. Sean had been the one helping her with meals all day. It wasn’t right to let him do all the work.

“No need, go do your thing.” Sean naturally wanted her to spend more time with him, but pursuing someone required patience.

“Alright.” Abigail didn’t insist.

returned to her room and closed the door She could still hear faint sounds from

busy preparing the food, but

something tomorrow as she couldn’t let Sean do everything; otherwise, she

room, about to sit down and continue her work, her phone buzzed, She picked it up and saw it was from Luna, so she

recuperate at home, but you know her. There’s no way

give her grandmother a piece of her mind. Her grandmother

I’ll call

immediately

they might chat for a while, Abigail held her phone and left her room, heading downstairs.

out as soon as the call was

business trip. How do you have time to

almost couldn’t bring

to the countryside?” Abigail went

“It’s just too uncomfortable lying in the hospital… My old bones ache from lying down too much,

it had been a month so she could be discharged, but old people’s wounds healed slowly. Abigail was worried that if she came back too soon,

walk around. It’s not like they’re not allowing you to move. Anyway, you’re

I will take

but what happened? The doctor told me that your diabetes isn’t well controlled. Grandma,

quickly said, “The doctor is talking nonsense! Of course, I’ve been diligently