The Spare Wife

Chapter 301

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.

“I have considered that possibility as well. However, I’m leaning toward your first assumption,” he said as he set down his coffee.

Abigail walked over to another single-seater couch and looked at him calmly. “This matter involves the life of your friend. What are you going to do about it? I don’t have the right to intervene. Besides, I also want to know just which Pearson is targeting me.”

Kelly might be involved. However, this was clearly a long con. So, someone had to be behind her. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“I won’t show any mercy when it comes to Alfie’s situation. I want to make this

very clear beforehand. Eric spoke in your favor on Instagram, and I know you’re grateful to him. However, if he’s truly aligned with the Pearsons, I’ll deal with him along with them,” Sean said as he looked into her eyes, his tone frosty,

I understand,” Abigail replied seriously.

She was undoubtedly grateful for Eric’s support on Instagram. Nonetheless, she didn’t know the full extent of his connection with the Pearsons. Plus, Sean’s friend’s life was almost lost due to their actions. How could she even propose anything of the sort?

“Abigail, I don’t mean to put you in a difficult position. It’s just that if I don’t 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,” Sean said in a much gentler tone.

Abigail nodded. “I understand your point. You don’t need to explain it to me.”

He couldn’t be sure if she genuinely understood his point or if she simply didn’t want to hear his explanation, thinking it was just an excuse. Still, it didn’t matter what she truly thought as he wouldn’t stay his hand when dealing with the Pearsons.

“I’ve said what I wanted to say. I’ll be on my way now.” 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, wouldn’t 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, “What did you say? Mr. Graham looks quite dispirited.”

Abigail glanced at her assistant, her face marked by complete puzzlement. “I didn’t say much… You’re such a gossip. Did you finish organizing the materials I asked you to?”

The assistant quickly left to complete the task. Yet, Abigail couldn’t help but wonder what had made Sean feel so disappointed.

She couldn’t fathom what he was thinking and didn’t 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 Alfie’s stabbing had left her deeply shaken. Abigail naturally took note of her grandmother’s mood as she hadn’t seen Analise in high spirits upon returning from Capitalis.

In the late afternoon, she was surprised to see a faint smile on Analise’s face after work.

When Analise noticed Abigail’s arrival, she spoke immediately. “I’ll cook your favorite dish tonight. By the way, is Sean in Pendorf?”

Abigail was taken aback for a moment and then shook her head. “I’m not sure. I haven’t been in touch with him.”

“Give him a call. After all, his friend saved our lives. We can’t help in other ways, but inviting him for a meal is the least we can do to express our gratitude,” Analise said while selecting ingredients. for the meal.

Abigail naturally understood her intentions. She didn’t want to be indebted to someone.

Still, saving a life was a significant favor, and a single meal wouldn’t be enough to repay it. Alas, Abigail couldn’t think of a better way to express her gratitude.

“All right. I’ll ask him.”

After all, Analise’s intentions were clear, and it would be impolite to reject her suggestion.

Analise nodded, then asked Abigail, “Do you know that Sean has been monitoring me?”

“I had no idea. He only brought it up with me when you went missing.” Abigail explained quickly, as she was worried that Analise might be angry with her for getting involved with Sean.

“Abigail, I know that a meal isn’t 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,” Analise said with lowered eyes, and her tone was calm yet exceptionally gentle.

Abigail nodded and answered softly, “I’ll figure out a way to repay this favor without getting deeply involved with him.”

“You’ve suffered at his hands before. So, you should know where to draw the line,” Analise

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, “What’s up?”

“My grandmother wants to invite you to dinner. Are you available?” Abigail’s tone was icy. She was. adopting a business-like attitude.

“I’ll have to pass for now. I’m currently in Capitalis, and I won’t be returning for some time,” Sean replied. The joy in his voice had faded away as he immediately guessed Analise’s intention.

Abigail knew that he was busy dealing with the Pearsons in Capitalis. So, she didn’t press. further. “All right.”

“Grandma, he’s busy right now. We’ll invite him some other time!” she shouted toward the kitchen.

“Okay,” 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.