The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 387 A Cruel Lesson

Abigail scowled. “I don’t need your permission.”

“I’m not joking, Abigail. If you don’t want to be the Pearsons’ target again, stay away from Eric,” Sean barked out.

“I’m thankful that you took care of the Pearsons for me, but that does not mean you can stop me from getting close to anyone I like, she coldly retorted with a rebellious light in her eyes.

He looked at her and slowly uttered, “If you’re truly thankful, then remember what I just said.”

She closed her eyes. “I’m going to take a nap.”

He felt like he had been punching a pillow this entire time. When he saw that she had closed her eyes, refusing to talk to him, he had no choice but to return to his work.

She woke up just two hours later.

When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the sight of Sean standing by the window as his laptop was placed on the wide window sill.

His hands looked particularly beautiful under the sunlight. They looked like works of art.

They danced across the keyboard as though he was playing the piano.

She observed him for a few minutes before looking away.

“What would you like to drink? I have coffee, juice, and smoothies for you. Take your pick. Sean stopped working and turned to coldly look at her.

“Smoothie,” she replied.

He grabbed a cup of smoothie from the fridge and handed it to her. “I was serious. Eric Davidson is not an option. He’ll only bring you trouble.”

At that moment, everything Kevin had said to Sean had been thrown to the back of his mind.

of the ice-blended drink and did not say

no point forcing an

living in your home in Pendorf?” she abruptly

“Grandmother likes

about how another

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just to

a fact. I was not bragging,” he calmly

could not resist rolling her

was done with her smoothie, she got up to head

busy working when he noticed she was pulling her blankets back. Still, he promptly stood up and helped

back to your work. If you’re really busy, just return to Pendorf. I’ve made myself clear last time. I don’t want to be disturbed. She pushed

back, but I have one condition. You cannot

snorted. “Why should I

gritted his teeth. “Think

slammed the door as she

was working with Eric to get rid of Tristan.

was hypocritical enough to restrict her from doing something he was

and the crew member in charge

room.

not put his ego away. There was a very superficial tone in his voice as he greeted Sean, “You’re here as well,

smile on his

and

a man who thought of women as playthings, their love triangle was something he

wondered if Tristan really had a death wish. How could he mock Sean the moment he walked into the

pretense of being human is quite good for a

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exceedingly ugly look. “Mr. Graham, it’s

so cold that it sent chills running down