The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 598 Time to Go Home

“Grandpa… Grandpa!” The voice of the girl was still replaying in Abigail’s mind. She couldn’t control herself, and she started crying. She grabbed Sean’s shirt tightly, crying, though she had no idea she was doing that.

A doctor came charging in, and chaos ensued. Sean had to pick Abigail up in his arms, and he quickly told Analise, “She probably remembered something.” Then, he took Abigail out of the room.

Analise took the box and followed Sean.

One whole day had gone by when Abigail regained her consciousness. She sat on the bed, muttering, “What happened… to Grandpa?”

“He was announced dead yesterday.” Sean looked at her, feeling-worried.

Abigail hugged her legs, staring at the white blanket vacantly. Silently.

Sean was still gazing at her, feeling sorrowful. “What did you remember?” Gary just woke up, and he died because he got too mad.

“Just little bits. I saw my younger self throwing paper airplanes while I was on Grandpa’s shoulders,” Abigail said slowly. “I saw myself falling into the sea. Where’s my golden lock?”

she stared at it. “I remember this lock, just a little bit. Do you know why I like

knew that hand

you can remember or

want to remember everything. All the memories of me and Grandpa.” She had a

aren’t in a good state. Patricia seems to hate you a lot,” Sean

she heard that. “Because she likes Vincent a ton, even if that man killed her

to the ward, or so she thinks. She thinks you shouldn’t go back home

us? Grandpa wouldn’t have been hospitalized

you to go home. Are you going to do that?” Sean cared more about that

still hesitant about that. “I’ll ask Grandma,”

in with a lunch box. When she saw Abigail awake, she quickly came over. “You’re finally awake. You made me worry!” Analise was already sobbing

some memories, and it hurt my head, but I’m better now.”

you get some rest. The doctor said you’ve been exhausting yourself. You have to get some

make her worry. While

“Gary wanted you to go back, and I want you to do the same. He left… with regrets, and I feel sad about it, too. I should never have lied and not let you go home.