The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 666 Whose Child Is It?

Abigail had no talent for cooking. The culinary skills taught by her grandmother had been neglected since she returned to Capitalis a year and a half ago.

“Do you need help with cooking? If not, I can send someone over to assist you.” Sean hesitated to offer his help directly because she had previously asked him to handle work matters. It was obvious that she wanted him to see it through.

Abigail fell silent. She thought about Luna and looked at the environment she lived in. There were many grievances that she wanted to share with Sean, but she couldn’t say anything.

“It’s okay. Just write down the process and send it to me. I’m still clever. Although I’ve forgotten everything, having the process will make it much simpler,” she said. She could learn from short videos, but she just wanted to trouble Sean.

Him personally writing the process for her would at least comfort her for now.

“Okay. I’ll write it for you. It might be a bit long, though.” Sean’s voice carried a hint of indulgence.

Abigail responded with a sound of agreement.

After he finished writing the process, she washed the pot and started making soup again.

The two of them stayed on the phone, with Sean keeping track of time. Two hours passed without a trace, and the chicken soup was ready.

now. I’ll call you back after I’m done,”

time you cook. I’ll teach you.” Sean also enjoyed this process. At least she now knew to ask him

responding, she hung up

the food to the hospital, where Luna was still

ward, Abigail frowned in displeasure when she saw Simond. “Didn’t I tell

arrive before I can leave. I don’t have identification except for a cellphone. Can

any

this ward either! Simond, I helped you because I wanted you to stay away from me and my best friend. Don’t be ungrateful!” Abigail forcefully slammed the thermal lunchbox onto the table.

looked at Abigail and

smiled at Abigail and asked, “Why are you so angry? It’s not like I hurt your best

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anger and answered, “There’s still something about you that I don’t know. Given her condition, if you provoke someone again and she gets hurt, I don’t care about the status of your family in Capitalis. I’ll make you pay without mercy!”

matter how many folks come, nothing will happen. Ms. Alana, having one more friend

don’t need extra friends!” Abigail said coldly.

two steps, he suddenly turned

felt a bad premonition

a child out of wedlock. Don’t you think it’d be explosive news?” he asked

and looked at Simond with tears streaming down her face. “Please don’t