The Spare Wife

Abigail felt a sense of surprise wash over her. Can someone who looks like a thug be considered a star?

“Im Simond Simpson, the only son of the Simpson Family in Capitalis. Have you heard of before me?” Simond approached and asked her.)NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Abigail had vaguely heard of the Simpson Family, who returned from abroad a year ago and caused a sensation in Capitalis. However, it was purely speculative information. No one knew for sure what the family did or what they were like.

“Not very acquainted,” Abigail replied, ready to turn and leave. Simond grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

It caused Abigail to face him with anger. He removed the mask from her face with a slight smile. “Sharing a mask may not be hygienic, but | don’t mind.”

“If you wanted the mask, why didn’t you say so earlier?” she asked, suppressing the anger.

“| forgot.” He shrugged, appearing nonchalant.

“| need to depart!” Abigail didn’t want to argue with him. In this secluded location, there should be few who recognize her. She quickly walked away.

Simond had injuries on his body, so he furrowed his brow and followed Abigail without saying a word.

Abigail found a shopping cart, bought milk powder, and went to the cashier at the entrance to pay. She’ discreetly glanced outside and saw that there was no movement.

Simond stood by her side and noticed her gaze. He smiled. “Honey, let me pay for you.”

The hand that Abigail used to hold her phone trembled. Then, she glared at him. “Who do you think you are?! If you keep calling me that, there will be consequences!”

“Oh, why so intense?” Simond’s voice still carried a smile.

Abigail remained silent, her face stern. After paying, she went outside and found that the suspicious men had already disappeared. Simond seemed very nervous at that moment. Scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes, he found no enemies but remained vigilant, not relaxing. Just as Abigail was about to leave, he hugged her shoulder,

“Take me to the hospital. If you make any noise, you’re finished,” Simond threatened Abigail in a lowvoice Abigail didn’t say anything and could only pretend to be an intimate couple with him.

The hospital was close to the grocery store. As they walked through the hospital’s entrance, Simond suddenly relaxed. He handed the shopping bag to Abigail, covered his abdomen with his hand, and took a deep breath.

“Are you hurt?” Abigail asked him casually.

He looked up at her, his eyes curving upward again. “Oh, thanks to you, Abigail. | will propose to you in Capitalis and repay you for saving my life.”

“You will eventually regret your big mouth,” Abigail warned him, picking up her things and leaving. Simond followed her from a distance.

Abigail arrived at the hospital, and a nurse greeted her at the entrance. “You took too long! Luna has already left the operating room.”

“How is she? Which ward is she in?” Abigail became instantly nervous.

The nurse replied, “Follow me. She lost a lot of blood, and the cause is unknown. In short, her condition is critical in the intensive care unit.”

“What about the baby?” Abigail asked, feeling a bit dizzy. Everything feels like a dream. Simond silently followed them, listening to every word Abigail and the nurse exchanged.

“The baby was born prematurely and has a genetic defect. We won’t know the results until they have been in the hospital for a month,” the nurse answered,

“A genetic defect?” Abigail became puzzled.

“It has been inherited from the mother. Our hospital is too small to detect this genetic defect. Once they recover, it would be advisable for you to take them to a larger city for further examination. The hospital's preliminary assessment is that it may be caused by a specific medication,” the nurse explained.

Abigail nodded and fell silent.

Was Luna’s argument with Josh all because of this, and who injected the medication into her body?

Abigail arrived at the intensive care unit and saw Luna lying weakly on the hospital bed. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. Sitting by the bedside, she furrowed her brow and said, “Are you being foolish? I've been such a good friend to you. Why did you hide this from me? If you hadn’t fallen and miscarried, you wouldn't be lying here.”

But Luna couldn't answer her. Abigail sat in the intensive care unit for a while before getting up to pay for Luna’s hospitalization.

“Miss, do you know someone named Simond? He said he is your husband and asked you to help pay his hospitalization fees. A nurse stood in front of Abigail, who was in a terrible mood.

Simond? He knows how to choose a name. Abigail looked at the nurse and asked, “Which ward is he in?”

“He is in the operating room. Something was inserted into his abdomen, and it exploded inside. His condition is also critical,” the nurse said, intending to take Abigail to see him.

Abigail nodded, acknowledging that encountering Simond was unfortunate. Not only was she threatened, but she also had to pay for his medical expenses.

Abigail, with a mindset of “less is more” and a lack of interest in arguing with him, decided not to dwell on it. Besides, she had also confirmed that Simond was the only young master of the Simpson Family,

It's better to resolve conflicts than to hold grudges.

After paying Simond’s medical expenses, Abigail was about to arrange the sick room for Luna when she received a call from Sean.