The Spare Wife

She quickly answered the call. After Simond flirted with her today, she felt somewhat guilty toward Sean.

However, she didn’t dare to casually reveal Luna’s situation. Luna was hiding from everyone and living in Adral. It meant that she did not want anyone to know that she was with child.

Whose child is this? Should she do a DNA test? “Sorry, | was swamped. | couldn’t have dinner with you,” Abigail apologized to Sean as soon as she answered.

“Why are you apologizing? Where are you? If work’s too difficult for you to cope with, | can come over,” Sean replied, expressing his longing for her. They had been apart for 18 months, but she left again as soon as they had the chance to be together again.

“There’s no need. | should be back in a week or two. Don’t worry, Sean. Aren’t you busy with your company too? Focus on your work, and we can have fun together once I’m done with my matters.” Her only concern now was to keep Sean from flying over to look for her.

If he had come, Josh might also have found out about Luna’s pregnancy.

She didn’t want Josh to know this news and be upset.

“Alright then.” Sean didn’t inquire further, even though he found her behavior a bit strange. Abigail hung up the phone and sighed lightly.

After the overnight stay at the hospital, the doctor informed her first thing in the morning that Linda was momentarily out of danger and would be moved out of the ICU at noon.

After wearily answering the doctor, she sat in the corridor outside the ward and massaged her temples. Suddenly, someone sat down beside her. She turned her head to look.

It was Simond again with a mischievous smile. “Thanks for paying my medical bills, honey. Can you help me buy a phone and a SIM card?”

Abigail reached out and grabbed his collar. “Be careful with your life if you dare to shout nonsense again!” Her anger startled Simond.

He raised his hands. “Okay, Ms. Alana. Please help me buy a phone and a SIM card.”

Abigail stood up abruptly and was about to leave when suddenly everything went black.

Simond quickly stood up and held her. Her elbow hit his wound, which caused him to grimace in pain. “Ouch! That hurts!”

Abigail regained consciousness and pulled away from Simond’s grasp while looking at him with irritation. “Stay in your ward if you can’t manage!”

“If | do so, what if you fall down? What if you have a bruised and swollen face?” Simond spread his hands innocently. Abigail didn’t answer him.

“| haven't had breakfast yet. Remember to buy me some breakfast,” he added.

“Just die in a hole!” Abigail snapped at him.

“How can you be so heartless?” He pretended to be sad as he covered his wound.

Abigail left with a cold face.

After she left, the smile on Simond’s face disappeared. He walked into the ward where Luna was about to stay and wandered around.

When the nurse came in to hang the IV drip and saw Simond, she immediately blushed and asked, “Where is Ms. Quinn?” “Oh, she went to buy something. Is there anything you want me to tell her?” Simond resumed his smile.

“The patient has just regained consciousness. She doesn’t have stable emotions. So, when you see Ms. Quinn, kindly inform her to be cautious when she’s talking to the patient. Don’t agitate her, as she’s still bleeding. Agitation could accelerate the bleeding, which is very dangerous for a pregnant woman,” the blushing nurse advised Simond.

Simond nodded. “Okay, got it. Thank you.” “Not a problem at all,” she replied. Then, she hurriedly left. Simond picked up the medical record from the bedside table.

When he saw the section about gene mutation, his brows furrowed.

“Gene mutation?” he murmured under his breath. He set the medical record aside and went to look forthe doctor. When Abigail came back, she didn’t see Simond, which was a relief. She had bought a lot of food. It was mostly nutritional supplements.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

After busying herself in the ward for a long time, she finally made the bed. Just as she stood up, she saw Simond entering the room with easy steps.

“The phone and card are there. Remember to cancel the SIM card before you leave,” she reminded lum. Simmond saw a new phone on the chair beside him and immediately smiled. “Oh, thank you, Ms. Alana.” “No problem.” Abigail sat down, took out a bottle of water from her bag, and took a sip.

After Simond turned on the phone, he glanced at Abigail and asked, “Have you read the medicalrecord?”

“| have, but the equipment in this hospital is outdated. I'll head to a bigger hospital for a check-up once my friend’s condition stabilizes,” she replied.

Simond quickly downloaded WhatsApp on his phone and went to get breakfast.

“| asked the attending doctor for you. The genetic mutation is likely caused by the medication taken in the later stage of her pregnancy. Has your friend become an experimental subject or something? Moreover, this kind of situation is impossible to happen domestically. She should have been injected with the medication abroad some time ago,” he said casually while munching on a not-so-tasty bun.

Abigail immediately looked at him, her gaze ice-cold. “Did you say abroad?”

“The attending doctor said that besides the gene mutation, there are also components that control her mind. Do you want me to help you investigate? I'd be happy to repay your kindness.” Simond smirked, looking very much like he was asking for trouble.

Abigail vaguely guessed when Luna was injected.

It turned out that the danger had never left.