The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 600 Got to Show the Love

Abigail grunted. She noticed Lawrence staring at her and smiling, and she got uneasy. “What’s wrong?”

she asked.

“It’s fine. I’m just happy.” Lawrence looked away, but he was smiling. He couldn’t help it.

Abigail noticed the fruits lying around, and she asked, “Do you want to have some fruits? There are-

“I’ll have anything!” Lawrence answered quickly. Realizing he had interrupted Abigail, he said, “Go on. I won’t interrupt you anymore.”

Abigail grunted and went to the fruit basket. “Any allergies or things you can’t eat? Things that might spike your blood sugar levels?”

“No. I’ve always been healthy.” Lawrence felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

Scarlett was jealous, and she stared at Abigail. Abigail couldn’t take it eventually, so she asked, “What about you? Any favorites or things you don’t eat?”

“I like fruit salad. Can we do it together?” Scarlett asked, almost simpering.

“Sure.” Abigail nodded. She peeled a pear for Lawrence and went to the supermarket with Scarlett to get their fruit salad ingredients. The ladies stood in a single file, and Abigail took everything she needed in one go.

“Don’t you check the brands?” Scarlett asked.

a lot about dressing brands. Any suggestions?” Abigail stopped in her tracks

brands are better and not so icky. I’ll

from the ward’s doorway. When he saw the duo, he quickly went back into the ward. They

She saw everything. Drop the act. They made the salad, and Scarlett asked Abigail to share it with her. Abigail only had a part of it, but she realized it was a

Look at who’s here. Shouldn’t you be smooching

your family, so she told me to

Can you stop

telling

on the nightstand, then, she opened them up It’s dinner for you and your wife I met some pasta and soup Have

heard pasta, and she huddled

1/2

Sean opened up the lunch

starving.” Abigail loved her grandmother’s pasta and arancini. The elderly woman was great at making them. Nothing outside could compare to her grandmother’s

Lawrence’s lunch box, Lawrence asked, “I thought you’d only

in shape anymore, so…” She couldn’t eat it, but it was Analise’s cooking,

some pasta. “Have a

digging into her

case going?” Analise

He picked the coffin, and now he’s waiting for

Scarlett. “Sean does things well. Just get some rest here for the night and

know why Abby loves you