The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham) novel Chapter 533

Chapter 533 Send Me To The Afterlife

Feeling both disappointed and angry, Sean expressed his grievances to Abigail as a severely injured patient. “Have you considered how your words can affect the speed of my recovery?” he said.

Abigail crossed her arms and stared at him with a poker face.

Sean’s spirits sank, especially since his injuries prevented him from even standing up.

“Why should I care about your feelings? Cameron told me that I am his top priority now, while you come second, retorted Abigail haughtily, showing no concern for Sean’s emotional state. “Be careful with your words, or I’ll have your former subordinate beat you up

Sean chuckled in anger. “Did he really say that?”

“Why wouldn’t he? I pay him 3,000 a month,” replied Abigail. Besides, Cameron had lost an eye because of her. Since he couldn’t get along with Sean, she would protect him no matter what.

“Well, welt, well. I gave him a talking-to yesterday, and today, he went to seek comfort from you, eh? I didn’t know he could be so cheeky,” said Sean. Then, feeling a dull ache in his chest, he immediately clutched it and took quick, shallow breaths.

Abigail panicked at once. “Are you okay? Can’t you handle a little argument?”

Sean’s face turned pale, giving him a petulant appearance. “Do I look okay to you?”

“Then why don’t you just stop arguing with me? You’ll be fine,” replied Abigail.

Sean clutched his chest in pain and said angrily, “I was happy to see you here at first… Gasp! But I was wrong. You’re here to send me to the afterlife. I should’ve kept my eyes closed and driven you guys crazy with worry.”

Abigail couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s impossible. With Graham International being such a huge company, who would manage it if you were gone? Old Mr. Graham lost over ten pounds managing the company for you back then. Before you go to the afterlife, think about your grandparents.”

“Shut up, or you’ll make me cough up blood,” said Sean, leaning back on the bed while clutching his chest. tightly.

Abigail pursed her lips. Suddenly, she said, “It’s good that you woke up. You’ll recover eventually.”

“Thank you for restoring my blood circulation by annoying me today,” replied Sean with a look of displeasure.

Abigail continued to smile. She asked earnestly, “Do you want me to call the doctor?”

Sean reclined in bed, appearing frail and delicate. “No, there’s no need. Come closer for a minute, and I’ll tell you what happened to me. Xavien said you wanted to hear it.”

Abigail didn’t say much and sat down on the edge of his bed.

As soon as she sat down, Sean suddenly took her wrist. “On the day of the video call, I was really scared. that I might die. I regretted impulsively rushing to save Luna at the time,” he admitted. He was overcome with grief back then because Xavien looked like he was already dead.