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.

brands. Any suggestions?” Abigail stopped in her tracks and

not so icky.

doorway. When he saw the duo, he quickly went back into the ward. They came in and saw Lawrence quietly sitting on the bed, looking

Abigail only had a part of it, but she realized it was a big part. Once they were done cating. Analise and Sean came in with lunch boxes.

well. Look at who’s here. Shouldn’t you be smooching your girlfriend?” Abigail

knows what’s going on with your family, so

coolly. Can you stop showing off

was just telling the

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

and she

1/2

want to eat?” Sean opened up

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

Scarlett was huddling closer to Lawrence’s lunch box, Lawrence asked, “I thought you’d only have salad for dinner and no

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

her some pasta. “Have a taste. Have more if

already digging

Pearson case going?”

funeral package. He picked the coffin, and now he’s waiting for Lawrence

Scarlett. “Sean does things well. Just get some

I know why Abby loves