The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 39

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Chapter 39

Joan seemed calm as she watched Sabrina tuck the box with the watch

inside the latter’s purse, but deep down inside, her heart was squeezing

tightly.

She had just bought the watch, and it had been a hard decision for her too,

due to its price.

However, a little sacrifice was necessary in exchange for fame.

“Oh, by the way, I have a few photos. See if you can make use of them.”

Joan chose a few pictures from her phone. Sabrina glanced through them.

They were all pictures of Joan and Sean together, though only his side profile

could be seen.

“Send them to me,” Sabrina said with a look of satisfaction. She could tell that

Joan got the message. After taking her phone out in preparation to receive

them, she instructed, “You can leave the rest to me. Give me your social

media accounts. I’ll get a team of professionals to run them for you.”

“Okay.”

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When it was nearly time to get off work, Abigail set aside her design drafts

and, as if under a spell, opened up her chat with Sean. Yesterday’s

conversation filled her screen. There was no new message.

Abigail tapped one out. “Are you coming home tonight?”

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She hesitated for quite some time, but in the end, she hit send.

Though she waited for a while, she didn’t get a reply.

Abigail only realized that it was dark out when Luna came over and patted

her on the shoulder. “Isn’t that fellow coming to pick you up tonight?”

It was time to get off work and almost everyone at the studio was gone. Luna

only noticed that Abigail was still at work when she came upstairs,

“It’s just as well that he’s not, right? Saves you the trouble of calling me a fool

in love.” Abigail exhaled and tidied up her desk as she got ready to head off.

“The production team will be officially announcing our partnership on Twitter

tonight. Remember to retweet the announcement later.” Noting the

anxiousness in Abigail’s eyes, Luna simply gave her a reminder without

asking any other questions.

“I got it.” Abigail didn’t spare the time to say much else. She grabbed her

purse with one hand while making a call to Ana lise with the other.

Even as she started her engine, Ana lise still wasn’t picking up her calls.

Abigail got a bad feeling. All sorts of scenarios flooded her mind.

Her grandma didn’t know how to use the gas stove. No one would realize

anything if she slipped and fell unconscious.

She ended up taking fifteen minutes to complete the half-hour journey back.

As soon as she got back, she rushed into the empty living room without even

taking her shoes off and heard sounds coming from the kitchen.

“Grandma! Are you alright?”

Abigail rushed into the kitchen, only to find that Sean was sitting in the

kitchen picking through the vegetables while Ana lise cooked.

“What’s the matter with you? Why are you as clumsy as you were as a child?

You should learn a thing or two from Sean. Even though he’s the company

president, he’s still sitting here in my kitchen helping an old lady like me cook.

You should be nicer to him.”

Upon hearing the commotion, Ana lise slowly turned around. The kindly smile

on her face allowed Abigail’s heart to settle back in place.

Abigail eyed the vegetables in Sean’s hands with a look of surprise. His hands

were dirtied by the soil from the vegetables. For a moment, Abigail was

dazed.

Was this still the same proud and haughty Sean that she usually saw…

Meanwhile, Sean ignored her and calmly sorted out the vegetables.

“I kept calling you but you didn’t pick up, so I thought…” Abigail didn’t finish her

sentence.

She thought something had happened to her grandma.

“Oh. The hood’s too loud and my phone’s in the bedroom so I couldn’t hear it

ringing.”

Ana lise got back to her cooking. “Hurry up. Go change your shoes and help

Sean with the vegetables.”

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Abigail hodded and quietly went back to the hallway.

During dinner, Sean took excellent care of Ana lise as usual. However, he paid

a lot less attention to Abigail.

Even when Abigail tried to strike up a conversation with him, he gave short,

curt answers.

Ana lise sensed that something was going on between the two of them, but

she didn’t make any comments.

Once dinner was over, Ana lise went back to her room to rest, leaving the two

of them to clear the table.

“Thank you for taking care of my grandma the last two days,”

Sabrina hesitated as she watched Sean wiping the table, but she took the

initiative to break the awkward tension.

“No need to thank me.” Sean’s gaze was hidden by his luscious lashes. His

thin lips were pressed tightly together as he efficiently finished his task.

“If you’re not used to staying here, I’ll tell Grandma that you left on a business

trip. That way, you won’t have to suffer so much.” Abigail took the rag from

him and set it aside.

Sean didn’t respond. He eyed her for a moment before smiling, but the smile

didn’t reach his eyes. Abigail felt a little nervous.

Afraid that their voices would disturb Ana lise, Sean walked off to the

bedroom before Abigail could say anything else…

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