The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 645 Hard Times Are Coming

Eastbay was much hotter than Capitalis.

Sean wanted to take off his clothes, but Abigail firmly refused, “Don’t take them off. Let’s wait until we get to Alice’s house.”

Ronaldo looked at Sean, who was still wearing thick clothes, and couldn’t help but suggest, “Perhaps you can take off one layer. It’s a big problem if you get too hot.”

“Okay… just take off your outer coat.” Abigail compromised as she noticed the sweat on Sean’s cheeks.

Sean quickly removed his coat and took a deep breath, feeling refreshed.

The three of them ventured further into the island.

The place still resembled a traditional village with bungalows and brick houses. The roadside grass was lush, and the sound of insects chirping was constant.

Abigail felt a sense of peace here.

They were accustomed to living in the bustling city, where everyone was always in a rush.

But here, there was a tranquility and slowness that could calm one’s mind.

They followed Ronaldo to Alice’s house. The old lady’s house was a very ordinary brick house with two rooms adjacent to the living room and not even a bathroom…

Sean had never lived in such a place and felt a little bewildered. “Can we even stay here?”

He asked Ronaldo.

Ronaldo walked in. “Why can’t we? Alice’s family used to have very good living conditions.”

inside and noticed that the floor was still cemented and shiny

house was cool and

does Alice do for a living? What about her children?”

the

he

indicating that Alice hadn’t returned yet.

They were in the living room as soon as they stepped in, and

next to the living room and walked toward it, pushing it open.

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swung open, it felt as if the door to a new world was

the corners, and there was also a small area for raising chickens and ducks.

surroundings, and discovered

were hanging in abundance

cup of tea and handed it to Sean. “How do you

most importantly, it’s very peaceful and serene.” Sean stood in the yard, listening to the nearby birds chirping and admiring the dappled light in front of him.

on a lounge chair next to the flower rack and leaned back, gazing up at the sky. “You’re here to heal your heart. Once your heart is well

care of, what illness

holding the

death, don’t you think? Before this, Eric stayed here as well. He loved it here and lived with Alice for

his tea slowly. “You’re

Ronaldo’s wisdom. He was a wise

look around. After taking it all in, she whispered, “I suddenly

courtyard has its magic,”

speaking, a voice came from outside,

immediately