Chapter 225
The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon
Chapter 225 The Two Sides of Abigail After spending time with Abigail, Lynette got to know her better. She was the type of person who kept her troubles to herself and never shared them with anyone. This often made her seem distant and cool. In fact, she had a personality quite similar to Joshâs.
In the blink of an eye, it was already May, and Abigail was still staying in the homestay. She had recently cut off all communication with the outside world, including Sean.
Meanwhile, Analise had been discharged from the hospital and was recovering at home.
One morning, as Abigail came downstairs, planning to take a walk along the country roads, she spotted a car parked in the homestayâs yard. A man was casually tossing car keys beside it. While she stood there in confusion, he looked up at her.
âGood morning, Ms. Quinn. Are you also on vacation here?â Sean greeted Abigail with a relaxed and cheerful tone.
Her face visibly darkened. âAre you spying on me?â
âNot really. Iâve invested here and came to check things out,â Sean explained, though he had indeed done some investigation.
However, he found that he had conveniently invested in the local tourism industry in February this year. So, he came with a legitimate reason for work.
âDo you think Iâll believe that?â Abigail responded with a frosty tone.
Cameron, who was helping Sean with the luggage, quickly added, âItâs true. We invested in this project in February, but because there were a few holdouts causing trouble last month, no one from the company wanted to come. So, Mr. Graham had to come himself to assess the situation.â
âThe more perfect the excuse, the more it seems premeditated,â Abigail replied with a cold smile, directing her words at Cameron, who then stood there like a wronged puppy in front of the carâs trunk.
When she saw him like this, she suddenly calmed down.
âForget it,â she said, intending to ignore them and walk away.
Sean quickly caught up with her.
Abigail noticed he was wellâprepared, as he was dressed in gray and white casual sportswear with sneakers. In contrast, Abigail wore a halter dress of her own design layered with a tightâfitted cardigan, and her long hair was pinned with a wooden hairpin. It was a beautiful vintage look.
Sean took a moment to admire her and said, âYou look great in that outfit. Are you heading out for a morning walk? Have you had breakfast?â
âIf I had known that you invested here, I wouldnât have chosen this place,â Abigail retorted coldly.
Still, Sean was not offended. He walked alongside her and commented, âThe scenery here is beautiful, and the air is refreshing.
You wonât regret being here.â
Abigail remained silent and continued strolling along the village path leisurely.
On their path, they encountered an old lady whose eyes lit up when she saw Sean. âIs this Abbyâs husband? Heâs so handsome!â
Abigail felt a bit helpless. Gossip knew no age, after all.
× âNo, weâre just acquaintances,â she hurriedly answered, afraid Sean would say something careless.
âEven so, you so, you should get to know him better. Such a handsome young man should not be taken for granted,â the old lady joked with a hearty laugh.
âWe used to be a couple, but we broke up,â Sean suddenly said, shocking everyone.
Abigail shot him a sharp look. âCan you please keep your mouth shut?â
He innocently turned to the old lady and said, âIn her eyes, no matter how handsome you are, itâs not worth showing off. Could you teach me how to win over Abby?â
Abigail felt like kicking him. Why had she not noticed how talkative he could be before?
âThereâs a saying that a good girl is afraid of persistent suitors. With a handsome young man like you, youâll definitely win her back,â the old lady advised before slowly walking away with her basket of vegetables.
Once she was out of sight, Abigail rolled her eyes and looked at Sean. âCan you please stop making things up?â
âIâm not making things up. Iâm serious,â Sean replied with a sincere expression.
Abigail chuckled coldly but did not respond.
âYou seem pretty familiar with them. Do you think they are easy to get along with?â Sean shifted the conversation, putting aside his teasing.
âWhy?â Abigail raised an eyebrow.
âRemember the few stubborn holdouts I told you about? Iâm just asking you about what theyâre like. Seanâs tone was serious.
Abigail wondered. So, he really is here for work, huh?
âI donât know. I usually just come out for a morning walk and occasionally help the elderly people 212 here move things. I really donât know much about the locals here,â Abigail replied.
Upon hearing this, Sean sighed slightly. âThis project has been delayed for quite some time. If it continues to be delayed, we might lose out if the policies change. Do you know how much we will lose if we canât complete it?â
âThatâs none of my damn business.â She doused his enthusiasm with a cold response.
âI never realized you had such a fiery temper and were so hard to talk to.â Sean looked at Abigail curiously as if she were an intriguing discovery.
While she occasionally used strong language, she was rather gentle most of the time.
âNever realized it? Well, maybe itâs time for some selfâreflection on your part. Why didnât you notice it earlier?â Abigail retorted, her face growing cold.
She thought she had always been this way, but he had never really paid attention to her true personality.
Sean chuckled softly. âYouâre right. I should reflect on why I didnât realize that the woman whoâs been sleeping beside me for three years.has two sides I didnât know-â
âIf you bring up the past again, get out of my sight,â Abigail interrupted Sean, growing impatient.
Some memories of the past were better left in the past.