The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham) novel Chapter 539

Chapter 539 Saving Reputation Is More Important Than The Truth

Although she hadn’t considered being with Sean, she didn’t want him to leave either.

Sean felt a pang of disappointment when he heard no mention of himself in her words. “Okay, just go ahead and do it. I’m going to rest for a while,” he replied, his voice tinged with sadness.

Abigail briefly comforted him before hanging up the phone.

The night was cool, and he sat on the windowsill while staring at his phone with a wry smile. It might have been better if I hadn’t come back… Even with all my efforts, I still can’t get her to change her mind.

When Analise came in with some chicken soup and noticed his frustrated expression, she knew he was thinking about his relationship with Abigail. “You’ve already come so far, so why don’t you focus on getting well first? Once you go back to Capitalis, you can stick to her like glue and be as kind to her as possible. I bet she’ll be moved,” she said with a stern expression, placing the chicken soup on the small dining table.

“She might find it annoying,” replied Sean, his voice full of hesitation.

Analise chided, “You’re always afraid of this and that, which is why you haven’t achieved anything so far. Didn’t she divorce you because you never did or said anything, and she felt you weren’t nice to her? Just be straightforward this time. Take it as a second opportunity to pursue her!” She didn’t like his reserved nature. He enjoys the pasta and arancini I make, but he doesn’t want to tell me. He cares about me and my granddaughter, but he keeps his feelings to himself without saying anything. “We’re not mind readers, so how are we supposed to know your feelings?” she said, motioning for him to come over and eat the soup. “You have to finish this today. Get well and go see her as soon as possible.”

Sean felt warmed by her words. Getting off the windowsill, he replied with a smile, “Alright, Old Mrs. Quinn, I’ll listen to you. If I can’t win her back, you have to help me.”

“You’re such a good grandson-in-law. Well, I can’t bear to let anyone else have you. You belong with Abigail.” Analise smiled, her eyes crinkling. After looking around, she had concluded that Sean was still the best choice for her granddaughter.

Smash! Maisy Walsh, Eric’s grandmother, slammed the cup she was holding straight onto the floor. “Patricia and I are old friends, and now you want to send her granddaughter to prison just because her son made a mistake? I won’t agree to this. Who gave you such a terrible idea? Now, the only way to keep Eric and that mixed-up Lily’s reputation intact is for them to get married. Our families are so close to one another. Why insist on dragging this matter to court when it can be solved through marriage?”

Maisy and Patricia were besties; they were as close as biological sisters. Moreover, Patricia’s favorite was Vincent, the Pearson Family’s second son, whom she held dearer than anything in the world. If they were to send Lily to jail, it would destroy the long-standing friendship between both families.

“Mom, Eric was raped-”