The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 242 Don’t Accept Him

Abigail felt Sean’s gaze burning into her, making her uncomfortably fidget in her seat.

However, why should she feel uneasy? They were both divorced. What right did he have to look at her so audaciously?

Her gaze shifted from Kevin to Sean’s face, and she asked straightforwardly and coldly, “Mr. Graham, do you need something?”

Since Josh had not arrived, Eric was in no position to talk to Sean. Eric believed that she could handle the tension between her and Sean. Hence, he silently perused the menu.

Sean calmly looked at her. “Enjoy your meal, Ms. Quinn.” With that, he turned and left.

Kevin had been waiting for Sean to say something mind–boggling. In the end…

Abigail hadn’t expected Sean to respond this way either. She watched him walk over to a table in the corner with a dazed expression,

“What are we ordering?” Eric’s voice brought her back to the present.

She stopped staring at Sean and scanned the menu before ordering a few dishes. Then, she pulled out her phone and started scrolling absentmindedly.

Sitting across from Abigail, Eric could sense her distracted mind. Her eyes occasionally glazed over, and she seemed lost in her thoughts despite her attempts to conceal it. He observed her momentarily, wanting to say something to break the silence but eventually deciding against it.

Just as she was absentmindedly scrolling on her phone, a message from Josh popped up.

Eric I won’t join you two since I have to head back to Capitalis. Enjoy your dinner

show him the

puzzled by what could be so crucial that Josh had to leave abruptly. Suppressing his frustration, he rose from his seat. “I

she replied, her tone somewhat

in his voice was palpable as he began the conversation, “What’s going

you’ll stay calm. Abigail might not be a

chuckle nervously, “Are you joking? She is the best fit! She looks like you

a bombshell, saying, “My family’s saying the

and he tightly pursed his lips, rendering him

“Eric?” Josh tentatively asked.

Abigail,” Eric finally spoke, his voice trembling with a sense of torment. “Josh, you told me she was it. Now, you’re telling

this time. Still, I won’t interfere in your love life.

Eric immediately hung up.

the table, he found Luna engaged in a lively conversation

patient, resting her chin on her hand as she listened to Luna’s excited and happy chatter. Eric couldn’t

on his face before walking over to

ordered, Luna? Josh won’t be here. Something urgent came up. Sorry,” Eric explained

him, “It’s nothing. Don’t look so dejected. There’s no need for that. We can dine together

“Yes.” He nodded.

Abigail soothingly said, “It’s fine. It’s not

know,” he replied. However, he just could not