The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 237 That’s It For Us

As soon as Abigail rushed to the hospital and found Analise unconscious in bed, she burst into uncontrollable tears.

Josh’s heart ached at her cries, and he extended á comforting hand to pat her gently. “Don’t worry, Abigail. Your grandma is just sleeping. The doctors have checked on her and assured us she hasn’t been injured or harmed in any way.”

She clutched her grandmother’s hand tightly, fearing that she might lose her again. “It’s all my fault. None of this would have happened if I had been more decisive and divorced Sean earlier.”

He handed her a tissue to wipe away her tears and softly said, “It’s not your fault. You mustn’t blame yourself. The responsibility lies with the kidnapper, not you.”

With teary red eyes, she looked at him gratefully. “Thank you, Mr. Pearson.”

“I didn’t act alone. Once my men received the news, we immediately called the police and rushed to the scene. We discovered that only Joan and your grandmother were at home. But, considering how much Kingston cares for Joan, it’s strange that he left her alone.” Josh patiently explained the situation to Abigail in a calm tone. He was never one to take credit for others‘ efforts, and he had no intention of deceiving her.

After contemplating his words, she bit her red lips and said, “I got it. Well, I’d still like to thank you for all the effort and hard work you’ve put in. If you ever need anything, just let me know.”

He responded with a faint smile. “It’s fine. You don’t have to say that. Like I mentioned, we’re a family, and whatever’s your problem is also my problem.”

Abigail understood that she might come off as annoying if she continued the conversation, so she decided to remain silent.

“I’ve made some arrangements with the office so that there’s an additional bed for you to rest in. You’ve been out and about for the whole day, so you should get some rest. I’ll tell someone to come pay a visit tomorrow.” Josh’s gaze turned gentle as he spoke.

replied. She was indeed tired. The news about her grandmother and the long car ride had left her tense and exhausted. She

severe car crash, and the doctors

flatly. Her sanity seemed to have returned after seeing Analise. She no longer wanted to waste her strength on feeling hateful and resentful toward others–all she wanted was for

say anything more, respecting

that Analise might need water in the middle of the night, so she went out with a flask that Josh had bought to get some warm water. To her surprise, she bumped into

as usual, dressed in a smart suit. However, there were some tears on his sleeves, and his hair was rather messy. Despite his disheveled appearance, he had

look.

to linger momentarily before walking away with her flask. Her eyes held a calm and empty expression as she looked at him, almost as if observing

walked away, feeling like he was trying to hold onto grains of sand slipping through his fingers. The tighter he clenched his fist, the more sand he lost. It was

chased after her.

didn’t respond with anger as before. Instead, she turned around and addressed the

man in a

way between us?” His fingers trembled as he spoke. Earlier that day, they had sat together at the homestay’s dining table, and she had been delighted by the delicious meal he prepared. It felt strange for

him for many years. Ending their relationship wasn’t something she could easily do. However, she couldn’t ignore that her grandmother lay in a hospital bed. She pushed down her emotions and looked at him with an empty gaze. “How about this, Sean? You

softly responded, “I’ve handed Kingston over to the police, and I’ll take care

matters.”

thing. If Xavien’s injuries

Instead, her expression remained cold as she turned and walked away. He felt a lump in his throat as he watched the hospital’s white door close, creating an unbridgeable

and spaced

regained consciousness after undergoing surgery the previous night. He was no