The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 244 Throw Out His Flowers

“I don’t mean to imply Eric likes you,” Luna said thoughtfully. “I thought about it last night. Something is weighing down on him. Was he like that when you arrived? I felt so uneasy the entire evening.”

Abigail paused, thinking back to the night before. After carefully combing through her memories, she realized Luna was right. However, the strange behavior only started after Eric’s phone call. Did that mean he was distracted because of Josh’s departure? “Why did his strange behavior make you uncasy?” she asked, grinning as she read the documents.

“We were going to have fun, but then… Yesterday was a grand celebration for L.Moon! I thought it would be a lively party.” Luna pouted. “In the end, everyone was there. Look what they did! All of them were acting weird, so how can I fully let my hair down?”

“Perhaps it’s a family business? I know Josh. If he’s going back immediately, it must be because whatever’s happening in Capitalis is more important than our success,” Abigail tilted her head in thought. Was it because of the Pearsons‘ lost child? That had nothing to do with her, but he kept saying they were family, so she would subconsciously keep an ear out for news on the Pearsons. However, she merely spent a moment thinking about it before pushing those thoughts aside.

“Tell the cleaners to throw out the flowers from Graham International.” In Abigail’s mind, that was more important than Josh’s business.

When Abigail arrived at L.Moon this morning, she saw the rows of flower bouquets by the entrance. All of them were labeled with Sean’s name, which she considered an eyesore.

Luna curtseyed. “Yes, Ms. Alana. This one will get to it right away.”

“Go

drove past L.Moon and noticed the rows of flower bouquets by the entrance, but his flowers were

to make a sound. After contemplating, Sean said in a low,

immediately drove away

Abigail was having lunch with her assistant. When her assistant saw the car parked outside the entrance finally drive off, she commented, “Mr.

fashion magazine while enjoying her lunch, Abigail looked

cars to deliver them. The shops opposite us were so jealous,” the assistant

Sean was there. Unwittingly, she glanced out

too much attention to us? Someone

you

random people when you’re meant to be eating, okay?” Abigail rapped her knuckles against the back of her assistant’s

Abigail did not like Sean, her assistant stuck her tongue out before

would be over after the divorce. She had not

home, Abigail slid the

onto

you buy this for no reason?” Analise asked, looking