The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 611 Sharing the Same Bed

Lawrence was so furious that his head hurt. He frowned and said, “Abby finally came back to stay, but she is disturbed and can’t sleep in the middle of the night. We shouldn’t have asked her to come back.”

“But she would have to come back sooner or later, right? If she didn’t come back, everything we’ve worked hard to earn would have been taken by them, and Abby would have nothing.

Furthermore, Abby will protect us.” Scarlett felt happy thinking about what Abigail had done that day.

Lawrence pressed his temples with his hand. “I’ll ask Abby tomorrow. If she really finds it annoying, we’ll let her choose for herself. We shouldn’t bind her with family ties. After all, we haven’t really raised her. Using our parent status to bind her is not right.”

Although Scarlett was reluctant, she agreed with Lawrence.

When Abigail arrived at Sean’s place, she found that there was nothing inside his house except for a bedroom with a bed and a wardrobe. The house was empty, as if no one lived there.

“Is this what you call your home?” Abigail looked around and felt speechless.

Sean coughed awkwardly. “I thought of it as just a place to sleep. Why complicate things? In case we get married later, we’ll have to buy a new house anyway.”

He didn’t actually like the Pearson Residence’s neighborhood because the architectural style didn’t match his aesthetics, so he never thought about staying there for a long time.

Abigail sat on the edge of his bed, pressed it, and found the bed quite soft. Then, she kicked off her shoes and got on the bed naturally.

Sean felt a bit embarrassed by how naturally she did all those things.

“There’s only one bed in the room.” Sean reminded Abigail.

“I know. If you want to sleep together, it’s fine, but I warn you, if you dare mess around, I don’t care if this is your house or not-I’ll still kick you off the bed,” Abigail said while taking off her

outerwear.

a monk would not feel any desire for the woman he

and noticed the scent of Sean on the bedding. It was a

at him, who was standing by the side, and raised an eyebrow. “Are you planning to stand

know that, right?” Sean told her. He felt that he had to make some

return. One’s feelings

me tell you. If I

made Abigail

it. I want

down, and looked at her. “You’re just going to sleep like

What right do you

right now. I’m just saying that you will feel the changes in my body. I don’t want you to think I’m deliberately acting like a rogue to you,”

him. Her

“I

you don’t make a move,” Abigail said. This was his place, after all. If she had known

the blanket and lay

inexplicably nervous. She hunched her body, and when he

remained silent and still throughout the entire time.

dare to

both tired and sleepy. Eventually, she turned over as she was

like a fool; she had been on her guard for

she soon succumbed to

breathing slowly

night, Sean opened his eyes and stared at her sleeping face like