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.

but think, Only a monk would not feel any desire for

noticed the scent of Sean on the bedding. It was a faint perfume smell, somewhat like rosin.

the side, and raised an eyebrow.

He felt

asked in return. One’s feelings were only known

licked his lips and looked directly at Abigail. “Let me tell you. If I like you, it’s impossible not

straightforward words made Abigail feel embarrassed.

red. “Got it. I

“You’re just going to sleep like this? I haven’t finished speaking.”

right do you have to be intimate with me?” Abigail glared at him, her expression cold.-

I don’t want you to think I’m deliberately acting like a rogue to you,” Sean said while sitting on the edge of the bed. He continued in a murmur, “After all, I’m not a monk.”

him. Her cheeks were burning with heat.

“I

place, after all. If she had known that Sean’s place only had one bed, she wouldn’t have come. There were hotels

the blanket and lay down beside

nervous. She hunched her body, and when he

and still throughout the

dare to

and felt stiff all over. She was both tired and sleepy. Eventually, she turned over as she was unable to resist.

fool; she had been on

soon succumbed to drowsiness.

slowly became

his eyes and stared at