The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 312 Are You Baiting Me

What Abigail found even more ludicrous was the fanfiction the netizens posted featuring her and

Sean…

Some of the stories were pretty R-rated. Abigail blushed while reading them.

“Is it too warm in here, Abigail? Why are your cheeks so red?” Abigail’s assistant asked while bringing some documents over.

“It’s pretty warm,” Abigail answered with fake composure. However, she hastily tapped her mouse a couple of times and minimized her Twitter tab.

Her assistant came over and placed the documents beside her. “Shall I lower the temperature?”

“It’s fine. Just get me a bottle of cold water, please.” The steamy scenes in the fanfiction Abigail saw made her throat a little dry.

It didn’t seem appropriate to be reading such things in broad daylight..

While her assistant left to get some water for her, she quickly closed the tab and forgot about. what she had read-focusing on her design work instead.

Just as Abigail started feeling dizzy from focusing on one thing for too long, her phone began buzzing.

She checked her phone and saw the notifications from Luna. Since they were only Twitter notifications, she didn’t respond to them.

Less than a minute later, Luna called.

Abigail sighed exasperatedly. Isn’t she away on a business trip? Why does she have so much time on her

hands now?

She took the call, but before she could say anything, Luna shrieked, “You were reading smut on Twitter during your working hours?”

know?” Abigail felt sheepish-as if her secret had

internet knows. You liked the fanfiction someone wrote. The screenshots your fans took

blanking out

you actually read it? Luna sounded

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past… I didn’t read it… I didn’t like the tweet!” Abigail felt. awkward. It was as if

had to pack her bags and

help you. with that though. Of all the things you could’ve liked, why

of water to calm herself down. “Do you think it’s too late

“Too late, my dear. Everyone knows that Alana liked the smutty fanfiction her fan wrote about

work now. I won’t be heading into the

anything else

sensed how awkward Abigail was feeling. The

her things

to attend to, so I won’t be coming into the office the next few days,” Abigail said while passing by her assistant’s desk. Then,

if I unlike

first time experiencing a crisis like this.

looked up from her computer and hid her

eager shippers, she had seen

Abigail’s just being stubborn.

her office. Once she got inside her car, she

She felt mortified.

about to drive home,

more like a coward. She didn’t want to seem like she was

a deep breath and accepted the

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it?” she asked

to release

immediately knew what he