The Spare Wife

Chapter 36

Chapter 36 “I should be the one asking you that!” Abigail instantly came to her senses. She felt both embarrassment and disdain as she tried to wrestle the man’s hand away. “Why are you touching me in your sleep?” She was more concerned about whether Sean had developed the habit of holding another person in his sleep. And that person was, of course, not her. Sean was silent as he looked down at her. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” Abigail was stunned for a moment, thinking that she hadn’t woken up from her dream. She asked with a confused expression, “What do you mean, what I wanted?” Enunciating clearly, Sean said, “There are so many children’s things in the house, and you even hung a picture in the bedroom. There are also clothes for me in the wardrobe and men’s slippers at the entrance. Don’t tell me that they’re prepared for Kevin.” She didn’t want the divorce at all. She was just trying to be with him in another way. Sean hated her little tricks in the past, but now, he felt as if he could tolerate them. If she wanted it, he would just satisfy her. Abigail was stunned for a whole minute. She stared right into Sean’s eyes with the darkness weaved between them, looking like he had heard the most shocking news of the century. To Sean, however, her silence meant consent. Hence, he lowered himself to complete the task he set out to do. Bam!

When Sean registered what was going on, he was already lying on the floor. He hit his back against the floor, and the pain seared through his body as he

seethed through gritted teeth, “Abigail!” Abigail scooted back into the bed, wrapping herself up tightly with the blanket.”Grandma was the one who laid those things out. She wants me to have a child, not you! We’re getting divorced soon, so how can I possibly have a child with you? Just give up.” She pursed her lips and added, “You either go home yourself or be good and sleep. If we wake Grandma up, I’ll get Grandpa here to be the judge.” Colby favored Abigail and respected her grandmother, so if Sean provoked An alise, he would have it coming for him. What was the worst that could happen? They could die together if need be. With that, she didn’t care where Sean went as she wrapped herself in the blanket and went to sleep. In the end, early the next morning, Abigail opened her eyes drearily and raised her head to see Sean’s tense jawline. She had just witnessed for herself what it meant to eat her words. When had she rolled into Sean’s arms?! “I didn’t invite you into my arms.” Sean’s slightly mocking voice sounded above her head. Abigail hastily rolled to the side. When she saw the man’s expression that said, ‘Didn’t you say that you don’t want children?’, she wanted to just die. “Who told you to sleep on the bed?!” Even she herself knew that the reasoning was a bit of a stretch. I kicked him off the bed last night, right? Sean turned around and got off the bed. He didn’t care that he was right in Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

front of Abigail as he took off his clothes, revealing the clearly defined muscles on his back. He opened the wardrobe and found a shirt to change into, then took off his pants. Abigail covered her eyes and retorted, “Are you out of your mind?!” Sean glanced at her, then said in a calm voice, “Buy a better-quality shirt next time. I’ve never worn such an ugly one in my life.” FAL Abigail was furious. She removed her hands from her eyes to see that he had changed into the clothes she hung in the wardrobe. He instantly looked like an elite. She blurted out, “That wasn’t bought for you.” Sean scoffed. “Do you want to go out and tell Grandma what you just said to me?” Abigail instantly fell silent. Fine, she had asked a favor of someone she should never mess with. She would endure it for An alise’s sake. In the morning, as soon as Abigail arrived at the studio, Luna scooted over with a gossipy look on her face. “Looks like quite the battle.” Abigail looked in the direction Luna was staring when she noticed a red mark on the spot by her collar. A fingernail must have scratched that spot when COVEAL she pushed Sean off the bed last night. Abigail didn’t cover it up as she graciously allowed Luna to look at it. “Don’t tug at it or you’ll ruin my clothes. Nothing happened between us last night, so stop making up scenarios in your brain!” Luna’s jaw dropped. “So, you’re seriously living together and sharing the same bed? Abigail, don’t tell me you’re falling for him again! Even though Sean

looked nice and all, he had an affair! You absolutely mustn’t tolerate that!” “We’re just putting on a show for Grandma. I’m not that desperate.” Abigail adjusted her collar. “Go and start drawing. I will bring you out for some salad later and even pray for you.” Seeing that Abigail still had her wits about her, Luna was reassured. Abigail put down the documents. “By the way…” She told Luna about the Top Designer program Kevin mentioned. Luna’s eyes lit up. “Why didn’t you agree on the spot when you have such a wonderful opportunity on your doorstep? It’s the same as declining free food! Are you stu pid?” Abigail thought for a moment. “I keep feeling like there’s something off about this. Why would he tell me about it when he intends to invite you to the show?” Did he realize that she was Alana? Luna arranged the documents as she said, “The show started getting promoted three months ago, and there’s only one spot left. The netizens even created a poll online, and you have the greatest number of supporters. It’s only natural that Kevin asks us for a partnership. As for why he talked to you, hm, maybe it’s because he’s more familiar with you. We caused a ruckus in his office last time, after all, proving that if you wanted to talk to Alana, you’d have to go through her assistant first. Moreover, we’re fighting with East Joy Talent, so there’s no point in lying!” Luna had a point. Abigail perked up a little. “Then I’ll organize the materials tonight, and when I’m done, I’ll send them straight to Kevin.” In the afternoon, she dialed Kevin’s number. It was extremely noisy on Kevin’s end, so after finally getting to a quiet place,

he asked, “Have you made up your mind?” Abigail answered, “I’ve discussed it with Alana. We’re joining.”