The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 298 Good Intentions Rejected Once Again

Abigail couldn’t help but glance at herself after his actions. When she realized what was going on, she

turned around, somewhat embarrassed. “It’s not that painful. I won’t really feel anything as long as I

don’t bend my back doing anything strenuous.”

“Should we do this here or in the bedroom?” Sean looked at her calmly as his tone left no room for

refusal.

“I’ll have Luna help me. You should go home. I appreciate what you did in Capitalis, and my

grandmother does, too. However, it’s not suitable for you to apply the ointment for me.”

Sean looked at her and asked calmly. “Are you worried that I’ll do something to you?”

“You know very well that it’s not what I meant,” she answered placidly.

Sean’s eyes were like a deep abyss that could captivate one’s soul. “I won’t do anything to you. I’ll rest

once I’m done.”

Abigail averted her gaze. “Just go home. You’ve had a busy day, and you’re definitely tired. Besides, I

still have my grandmother.”

After she finished speaking, she walked toward her room.

Sean stood up and intoned deeply. “Very well. You can seek help on your own. Your body is your own.

So, it won’t make a difference no matter how worried others might be if you don’t take care of it

yourself.”

He was willing to compromise, but he wasn’t about to allow Abigail to think he was using the incident

involving Analise’s rescue to pressure her into submission.

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“Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Graham,” Abigail said sincerely.

After he left, she sat on the couch for a while before heading to her bedroom.

Sean didn’t immediately leave once he sat in his car. Instead, he lit a cigarette.

Abigail was truly not about to give him any opportunity to get closer.

After he finished his cigarette, he was about to leave when Colby called.

Colby usually went to bed early. So, a call this late was quite surprising to Sean.

“Grandpa, what’s wrong?” Sean answered the call and inquired softly.

“I saw the news. Did she go to Capitalis? Is she okay? The news was quite alarming, and I couldn’t

sleep properly, Colby blurted question after question in his concern.

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Sean smiled and reassured him. “She’s fine. I had my people step in, and neither she nor her

grandmother were harmed.”

“That’s good… That’s good. Why did she go to Capitalis? Oh, by the way, your grandmother has been

getting close to Joan these past few days. She even invited her to our house. Aren’t you going to do

anything about this?” Colby felt a strong aversion to Joan.

“I can’t do anything, Sean replied indifferently.

Colby sighed heavily, then continued, “Joan is someone you got involved with, and now she’s clinging

to you like gum. You’re just going to ignore it and let her cause trouble for me?!”

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“I don’t mind you coming to stay with me if you feel they find her annoying” Sean maintained his cold

tone.

“Sean, it’s not that I want to nag or interfere. However, your divorce and the estrangement between

you, Abigail, and her grandmother are all because of Joan. Do you really intend to just let the woman

do whatever she wants?” Colby’s tone held a hint of confusion.

“I’d like to do something, but will Grandma let me? Joan played a key role in rescuing her from suffering

when she was kidnapped by Joan’s brother. Now, she treats Joan like her own. So, she’ll get upset the

moment I even try to do something against Joan,” Sean replied nonchalantly.

Colby exhaled a sigh filled with frustration, and then he grumbled, “Joan’s brother broke the law. Can

she be considered a good person? What she did was for her own benefit! Does she really think that

everyone likes her?”

Colby hung up the phone after complaining.

Sean sat in his car and tossed his phone aside. His eyes were concealing a hidden storm.

He sat quietly for a while before finally taking a last look at Abigail’s home.

The living room lights were switched off, leaving only the light in her bedroom still on.

He withdrew his gaze and drove away.

The next day, the officials hadn’t even made an announcement regarding the incident at Capitalis

station. Yet, a marketing account had already posted an article about it.

“The assailant has been diagnosed with a mental illness. According to his statements, the young

woman in the incident reminded him of his ex-wife, who used to control and torment him, leading to a

momentary lapse of judgment. According to the assailant, he had been subjected to prolonged

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emotional abuse by his ex-wife, who not only tormented him but also took away all of his assets after

their divorce…”

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Luna lost her temper entirely after reading the article.

She started exclaiming in fury. “What is that post supposed to mean? Someone almost got stabbed to

death! Yet, all they report is how the assailant was tormented and driven insane by his ex-wife! What

about the man who almost got stabbed to death? Isn’t he in a terrible state as well?!”

Abigail looked at the news with a furrowed brow and said calmly, “This news is clearly aimed at me.

The online environment is already unfavorable, and you can see that for yourself from the comments

below.”

Luna scrolled down to read the comments.

Sure enough, no one cared about the person who got stabbed. Instead, everyone was fervently.

discussing how the assailant had suffered, how his ex-wife had tormented him, and finally, how he had

eventually become insane..

“If I were him, I wouldn’t be able to control myself either. After marrying, his parents ended up in the

hospital due to distress after their marriage. Then, she took away all of his property. If I were in such a

situation. I’d lose it too!”

“Who’s the woman who was almost stabbed? I really want to know what the face of such a malicious

woman looks like. We should keep our distance from women who look like her in the future.

“Yeah! I mean, that woman who almost got stabbed doesn’t seem like a good person either,

considering her malicious expression. Here’s a thought-What if she deliberately pushed the man who

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got stabbed to shield herself from the knife?”

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