The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 129 The Defeated Sean

Sean pressed his lips tightly together, his eyes locked onto Abigail. Impatiently, she looked at him. “If

you’ve run the background check, bring that damn doctor to Grandma, and everything will be

resolved.”

“Grandma is in the hospital, and you didn’t even go to see her. I called you, and it was all in vain,” he

replied.

As she stood up, she said in a cold voice, “Do you think she’d want to see me? Because of the doctor

she found, I almost died. If you don’t explain it to her, she will always hold on to the fact that I tattled to

you and constantly go against me. Tell me, am I not wronged?” Without giving him a chance to speak,

she continued, “You never address the conflicts in our family; you never try to resolve them. When

something goes wrong, you blame me. What does it take for her to admit the doctor was the problem?

My life?”

“Watch your words.” He restrained his

anger.

“Think about who started it. She’s old, but that doesn’t mean I must endure the harm she caused

1. You knew perfectly well regarding my situation, yet you came here to accuse me. Do you have the

right?” After finishing her words, she sat down, forcefully opened a book, and continued to read.

Suddenly, he reached out to hold her hand. “Come with me to the hospital to see Grandma. I’ll talk

to her myself.”

“You can go with Joan. I gotta make a living.” She shrugged off his hand, showing no compassion

whatsoever.

“Abigail-”

“Get out. I don’t wanna put up with this. My grandma plans to leave, but I don’t want her to. It’s

perfect timing that this came. She can stay to take care of me. Let me tell you, even if your

grandma doesn’t consider me family, I have one who genuinely cares about me,” she said with teary

eyes.

“In that case, I’ll go to the hospital with your grandma.” He turned and left.

“Are you out of your mind?” At once, Abigail stood up firmly, making the chair slide away from her

and stop by the window, spinning.

Sean looked calmly at her. “Are you coming with me or not?”

She bit her lip, then suddenly slammed the pen on the table and turned to the wardrobe to get

some clothes.

As they left the room, Analise watched them with caution.

“Grandma, I’m going out with him to take care of some matters. If you get hungry, go ahead and eat. I’ll

eat when I come back,” Abigail told her.

At that, Analise nodded and softly advised, “You need to have a better temper and not always trigger

people, understand?”

“I know,” Abigail mumbled in response.

After getting into Sean’s car, she seemed quite eager to witness the drama at the hospital. Before long,

the car stopped at the downtown hospital. As soon as she got out of the car, he held her hand.

“Let’s go.”

She followed him obediently, her face expressionless.

When they were just a few steps away from Cornelic’s ward, Scan suddenly heard Joan’s high-

pitched laughter. “Mr. Stewart, you’re quite the comedian. You even made Grandma laugh.”

Cornelie’s laughter could also be heard from inside.

When Sean, holding Abigail’s hand, appeared at the door, all three of them were stunned. Instantly,

Kevin felt pins and needles on his scalp. He quickly put his legs down from where he had them

propped up and jumped up from the corner of the bed. “Why didn’t you give me a heads-up

before you came, Sean?”

As Sean walked in, he looked at Joan and spoke coldly, “Who told you to come?”

Abigail stood by the door, a hint of sarcasm on her lips.

Meanwhile, Cornelie put on a stern expression. “Why can’t she? I asked her to. What about it?” As she

said that, she looked at Abigail. “Why did you bring her here? I feel sick seeing her.”

At that moment, Sean cast an indifferent glance at Kevin, who hurriedly said to the embarrassed

Joan, “Let’s head out first, Miss Palmer. They need to discuss family matters.”

“Why can’t Joan stay? She is family to me,” Cornelie said, holding Joan’s hand.

Seeing that, Abigail said indifferently, “Alright, have a good chat as a family. I haven’t had dinner yet, so

I’ll pop back home.”

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Sean turned to look at her.

Swiftly, Kevin grabbed Joan and left the room. She looked pitifully at Sean but suddenly felt intense

pressure from his gaze. Not daring to say much, she could only lower her gaze and quickly follow

Kevin out.

As Abigail was pushed into the ward by Kevin, the door closed behind them. Sean looked at Cornelie

and said, “You did something wrong. Do you know that?”

“I didn’t. I intend to make you divorce her,” Cornelie said calmly. “She can’t have children, but we

Grahams have supported her for three years. We’ve done our duty.”

“The doctor you found pricked her and almost took her life. If I hadn’t intervened, the Quinns would’ve

come after you for their granddaughter,” Sean calmly explained, sitting by her side.

“It’s all an act that only you believe! Something like that is simply impossible. Do you think I’ve become

old, so I’m easy to deceive?” she immediately refuted, showing no signs of being swayed.

“If I bring that doctor-”

“You don’t need to bring him. You have a tremendous ability to twist the truth, and I know that well.”

She interrupted him, refusing to believe anything. “She can’t have children, so you must divorce her

unless you want me to die in this hospital.”

Seeing the defeated Sean, Abigail suddenly felt in a good mood.