Chapter 301
The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon
Chapter 301 I Want to Invite You to Dinner Sean raised an eyebrow, and his eyes briefly held an appreciative glint for her quick wit.
âI have considered that possibility as well. However, Iâm leaning toward your first assumption,â he said as he set down his coffee.
Abigail walked over to another single-seater couch and looked at him calmly. âThis matter involves the life of your friend. What are you going to do about it? I donât have the right to intervene. Besides, I also want to know just which Pearson is targeting me.â
Kelly might be involved. However, this was clearly a long con. So, someone had to be behind her.
âI wonât show any mercy when it comes to Alfieâs situation. I want to make this very clear beforehand. Eric spoke in your favor on Instagram, and I know youâre grateful to him. However, if heâs truly aligned with the Pearsons, Iâll deal with him along with them,â Sean said as he looked into her eyes, his tone frosty, I understand,â Abigail replied seriously.
She was undoubtedly grateful for Ericâs support on Instagram. Nonetheless, she didnât know the full extent of his connection with the Pearsons. Plus, Seanâs friendâs life was almost lost due to their actions. How could she even propose anything of the sort?
âAbigail, I donât mean to put you in a difficult position. Itâs just that if I donât teach the Pearsons a lesson, they might think we are easy prey. Once such a thought takes root in their minds, they might come to Pendorf to cause trouble,â Sean said in a much gentler tone.
Abigail nodded. âI understand your point. You donât need to explain it to me.â
He couldnât be sure if she genuinely understood his point or if she simply didnât want to hear his explanation, thinking it was just an excuse. Still, it didnât matter what she truly thought as he wouldnât stay his hand when dealing with the Pearsons.
âIâve said what I wanted to say. Iâll be on my way now.â He stood up with a somewhat disappointed look that was hard to hide.
He sincerely hoped that she would stand by his side. Alas, the orchestrated media narrative once again had Eric coming to her defense.
Sean believed that Abigail, who had a strong sense of loyalty and gratitude, wouldnât overlook the kindness shown to her.
He lowered his gaze and left while appearing somewhat dejected.
The assistant entered from outside and asked Abigail in a hushed tone, âWhat did you say? Mr. Graham looks quite dispirited.â
1/3 Abigail glanced at her assistant, her face marked by complete puzzlement. âI didnât say much... Youâre such a gossip. Did you finish organizing the materials I asked you to?â
The assistant quickly left to complete the task. Yet, Abigail couldnât help but wonder what had made Sean feel so disappointed.
She couldnât fathom what he was thinking and didnât bother dwelling on it for too long.
Analise had been resting at home for three consecutive days to recover her spirits. The traumatic experience of Alfieâs stabbing had left her deeply shaken. Abigail naturally took note of her grandmotherâs mood as she hadnât seen Analise in high spirits upon returning from Capitalis.
In the late afternoon, she was surprised to see a faint smile on Analiseâs face after work.
When Analise noticed Abigailâs arrival, she spoke immediately. âIâll cook your favorite dish tonight. By the way, is Sean in Pendorf?â
Abigail was taken aback for a moment and then shook her head. âIâm not sure. I havenât been in touch with him.â
âGive him a call. After all, his friend saved our lives. We canât help in other ways, but inviting him for a meal is the least we can do to express our gratitude,â Analise said while selecting ingredients. for the meal.
Abigail naturally understood her intentions. She didnât want to be indebted to someone.
Still, saving a life was a significant favor, and a single meal wouldnât be enough to repay it. Alas, Abigail couldnât think of a better way to express her gratitude.
âAll right. Iâll ask him.â
After all, Analiseâs intentions were clear, and it would be impolite to reject her suggestion.
Analise nodded, then asked Abigail, âDo you know that Sean has been monitoring me?â
âI had no idea. He only brought it up with me when you went missing.â Abigail explained quickly, as she was worried that Analise might be angry with her for getting involved with Sean.
âAbigail, I know that a meal isnât enough to repay for the life-saving favor, and I should be grateful to him for saving me. However, he is not someone we can afford to mess with,â Analise said with lowered eyes, and her tone was calm yet exceptionally gentle.
Abigail nodded and answered softly, âIâll figure out a way to repay this favor without getting deeply involved with him.â
âYouâve suffered at his hands before. So, you should know where to draw the line,â Analise 2/3 concluded and then carried the dishes into the kitchen.
Abigail believed that her attitude toward Sean had been quite distant. Yet, the fact remained that she had become entangled with him.
She decided to call Sean.
She made the call, and Sean answered fairly quickly. His voice carried a hint of unconcealed joy as he inquired, âWhatâs up?â
âMy grandmother wants to invite you to dinner. Are you available?â Abigailâs tone was icy. She was. adopting a business-like attitude.
âIâll have to pass for now. Iâm currently in Capitalis, and I wonât be returning for some time,â Sean replied. The joy in his voice had faded away as he immediately guessed Analiseâs intention.
Abigail knew that he was busy dealing with the Pearsons in Capitalis. So, she didnât press. further. âAll right.â
âGrandma, heâs busy right now. Weâll invite him some other time!â she shouted toward the kitchen.
âOkay,â Analise responded and said nothing more to Abigail.
Abigail wondered if Analise was starting to get angry with her after having time to reflect on the situation.