The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 290 Outstanding Men Get Married Early

“We can give it a go if you’re willing.”

Sean raised an eyebrow and said nothing upon hearing her words. It was as though he was genuinely

considering the possibility of this proposal. The others were looking at Jennifer with amusement in their

eyes. She gradually went from shy to feeling awkward as she fiddled with her fingers nervously.

Just as her legs were slightly shaking from the anxiety, he finally spoke up, “I’m sorry, but I still want to

get back together with my ex–wife. Thus, I’m not going to date anyone else.”

When she found out that he was married, she was left utterly flabbergasted. She was so embarrassed

from being rejected that she nodded hastily and quickly returned to her seat.

“Why didn’t you mention that he was married? I wouldn’t have said anything if I knew he had an ex–

wife he deeply loves!” Jennifer glared at Abigail.

Abigail gripped the wine glass tightly and said nothing.

“It seems that outstanding men do have the tendency to get married early,” Sarah mumbled,

expressing a hint of regret.

Sean was exceptionally handsome in person. Even the media couldn’t capture his unique charisma in

pictures.

“It seems like I’m not good enough,” Anthony instinctively added.

Sarah hastily backtracked and explained, “That’s not what I meant.”

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Suddenly, Abigail said, “I’m done. I’m going back to rest. I didn’t sleep well last night. God, I hope I’ll

sleep better tonight.”

Luna got up and offered, “You look pale. I’ll drive you home.”

Anthony nodded. “Sounds good. It’s getting late, too. Let’s head back home.”

With that, the class reunion ended quietly.

After they bid their farewells, Abigail rested her head on Luna’s shoulder as they sat in the car.

“What do you think the professor wants from you?” Luna was curious.

“I don’t know. My brain is all fuzzy. I really don’t want to think about it right now,” Abigail replied. She felt

even more tired after having some alcohol.

Luna called a cab to send them home. When she recalled Jennifer’s words, she asked, “Do you

think Sean was talking about you when he mentioned that he had an ex–wife he deeply loved?”

“Don’t listen to him. He’s just trying to get back at me since he knew I was the one who told Jennifer to

go to him,” Abigail replied with zero hesitation. After all, she didn’t believe one word that came out of

the man’s mouth. Love? Does he even know what that is?

“That makes sense. He should have treated you better in the past if he genuinely loved you.” Luna

pursed her lips.

Once Abigail made it home, she closed the door, sat on the shoe–changing stool, and stared blankly at

her empty home. She wanted to know where Analise had gone but couldn’t find a reason to call her.

Plus, she was afraid that Analise would be mad if she called her.

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Finally, she removed her shoes, put on her slippers, and went to her room after sitting there for a while.

Just as she was about to take a shower, her phone rang. When she noticed that it was Sean calling,

she thought he might be calling to confront her. So, she didn’t bother answering.

Once the call ended, he immediately called again.

In the end, she got so annoyed that she answered the call and snapped angrily, “What is it? Are you

here to settle the score?”

“Am I that petty?” Sean retorted.

You are the pettiest person I have ever met in my entire life, Abigail sighed in frustration. She forced

herself to stay sober and think of him as though he was just an acquaintance. Once she got her

emotions under control, she asked, “What do you want?”

“You don’t have to push me towards other women even if you don’t like me,” Sean said calmly.

“That’s a mistake on my part. I apologize.” Abigail calmly admitted her mistake.

Sean sighed and ended the call without saying anything else.

He didn’t like how Abigail had treated him as though he was just some stranger. Lately, when he woke

up in the middle of the night, he would recall her loving voice when she used to talk to him in bed. The

farther he was from such experiences, the more he yearned for them. Alas, the more he yearned for

them, the worse his insomnia became.

Abigail held her phone and stared into space before heading to the shower. She turned on the hot

water, letting it run over her figure. At that moment, her mind suddenly went blank.

Abigail fell to the ground with a thud. Her lower back had collided with the basin, causing a sharp pain

to assail her senses. Yet, she remained stiff as the continuous stream of water splashed against her

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body as she lay there, utterly unmoving.

As time passed, the warm water gradually turned cold. Still, she remained immobile. The icy water

made her shiver. So, she tried to reach the shower’s control switch but to no avail. Her face

turned pale from the pain as she started shivering from the cold.

In the meantime, Sean sat alone in his car as he looked up at the floor where Abigail lived. As the night

grew darker, the only apartment with lights on was hers.

He had already smoked three cigarettes even though only an hour had passed. Just as he was about

to leave, he suddenly felt that something was amiss.

Why is her bathroom light on for so long? She isn’t the type to take long showers. He remembered her

habits well. She would usually be out of the bathroom in 15 minutes at most.

Therefore, he immediately got out of his car the moment he realized that something had gone terribly

wrong.

By the time Abigail had slowly regained control over her faculties, she heard a knocking at the

door.

“Abigail!” Sean’s voice sounded from outside. His voice was louder than ever as he bellowed, “Open

the door!” He called out again.

Abigail felt herself becoming anxious. Alas, she could only move extremely slowly. She couldn’t help

but suspect she might have seriously injured her back due to the fall.

Sean’s voice disappeared when he received no response.

Just as she thought he had left, he returned in less than ten minutes.

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He had called a locksmith.

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