The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 216 She’d Be Angry

Analise let out a heavy sigh as she gazed at Sean, her voice laced with bitterness. “G-Get a divorce

tomorrow. From now on… our two families will have nothing to do with each other. I don’t want to see

any of you ever again..

Sean had arrived today with a glimmer of hope still lingering. However, she had clarified her stance,

and he ultimately lost Abigail.

At his silence, Analise asked through her tears, “What did you people take my Abby for… How could

you mistreat her this way? You bought the house for her. Why was she accused of stealing it… Abby’s

the apple of my eye. I know our family isn’t good enough for the Grahams. After she married you, I kept

telling her to compromise and let you get your way… How could you cheat on her? How could you

betray her…”

The Abigail she loved so dearly suffered so terribly at the hands of the Grahams.

Sean held Analise’s hand tightly, unable to speak. He couldn’t deny that the Grahams had mistreated

Abigail. Back when he hadn’t developed feelings for her, he disregarded how Lina treated her. Little did

he know that before marrying him, she had been the apple of her grandparents’ eyes, and they also

cherished her dearly.

By the time Abigail and Luna returned, the man had left.

Witnessing Analise’s silent tears, Abigail rushed forward to take her hand. “What’s the matter?” Her

voice was filled with worry.

“It’s fine… I’m fine… Abby, you won’t have to put up with the Grahams once you file your divorce

tomorrow. You can do whatever you want. I’ll take good care of myself. You won’t have to worry about

me.” Analise’s eyes were swollen. She wouldn’t have wanted Abigail to get a divorce if the Grahams

hadn’t gone too far.

Many women faced hardships after divorce, and Abigail would be no exception. Hence, Analise wished

she were a few decades younger to continue looking after her.

Luna joined Abigail and gently assured Analise, “Old Mrs. Quinn, I’ll take good care of Abby. Even

though she won’t have the Grahams anymore, shell still have me. Don’t worry. We’re like sisters- to

each other.”

Analise smiled and nodded. She held Luna’s hand, hoping that Luna would become Abigail’s pillar of

support.

The night sky darkened.

When Kevin found Sean drowning himself in alcohol at the hotel, he was utterly shocked. “You never

drink so much. What’s going on?”

Caught up with work, Kevin hadn’t heard about the Grahams and Quinns situation. He wouldn’t have

known that Sean had been drinking heavily in front of his client if that client hadn’t called Kevin.

“Am I not allowed to get drunk?” Sean shot back before taking another gulp.

Kevin’s expression grew solemn. “You never drink like this in front of clients. What on earth is going

on?”

“They wanted to share a toast with me, so I ensured they got as many as they wanted. What’s wrong

with that?” Sean eyed Kevin with a mocking smile.

“Something’s up with you. You’re never like this. What happened?” Kevin started getting frantic.

Sean didn’t speak. He quietly downed more alcohol.

“Did you get your heart broken?” Kevin sat down and asked.

Sean’s brows knitted together. “Do you only think of the worst when it comes to me?”

Alas, his words did not match his thoughts. It wasn’t as simple as getting his heart broken. He was

getting a divorce.

“I hope to see you doing well, of course, but it’s obvious something’s wrong,” Kevin said with a look of

scrutiny.

“There’s nothing wrong. I plan on heading back once I finish this bottle. Don’t drink. Give me a ride

later.” Sean was in a funk but didn’t want to open up to Kevin. He realized there was no reason to make

the divorce public knowledge.

“I thought you’d refuse to leave until you’d drink your weight in alcohol,” Kevin retorted. Deep down

inside, he figured out what was happening and thought, Perhaps it’s a matter of the heart.

He continued, “Did you break up with Abigail? You wouldn’t be drinking so much otherwise.” Kevin was

Sean’s good friend, after all. He understood Sean pretty well. Even when Sean had been forced into

the marriage, he didn’t drown himself in alcohol. Kevin was sure things were extremely serious this

time.

“We’re getting a divorce.” Sean’s voice was unusually calm.

“Are you giving up just like that? I can’t believe it. That’s unlike you.” Kevin was utterly baffled.

After a brief silence, Sean said, “Everyone thinks a divorce signifies an end, that I’m giving up, but I-

disagree.”

Kevin rubbed his chin in confusion. “Just drink your drink. You’re spewing nonsense.

Sean knew Kevin didn’t understand what he meant.

After a night of heavy drinking, it was unsurprising that Sean was late the next day.

Abigail had waited outside the courthouse for quite some time when he finally arrived. As he emerged

from the car, their eyes locked.

Sean balled his fists.

Abigail withdrew her gaze. She had the necessary documents in hand.

He came up to her and said, “Let’s go.”

She nodded, and both of them experienced a mix of emotions.

The courtroom was filled with a diverse crowd. Among those seeking a divorce, most were engaged in

heated arguments, while others included families with five or six members and couples. Those who had

completed their divorce filings exhibited a range of emotions, from tears to bursts of anger.

Sean and Abigail sat on the side and watched others conduct their divorce proceedings.

After looking at the others for a while, he abruptly asked her, “Do you still have matters to attend to in

Ouisford?”

“Yeah. I’m leaving tomorrow. I told Grandma about it already. Luna will help me take care of her,” she

responded.

As things neared their conclusion, Abigail regained her composure and stopped addressing Sean with

contempt and impatience. It was a relief to bring something to an amicable end.

“Okay. Call me if you need any help. Even though we’re no longer married, everything can be the same

as before,” he said softly.

“Thanks, but that won’t be necessary,” she replied curtly.