The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham)
Chapter 131

Chapter 131 Meeting Anthony Again

Abigail did not wait for Sean. When he left the ward after comforting Cornelie, only Kevin and Joan

remained in the corridor. The moment she saw Sean, she approached him with concern and asked, "How is Grandma?"

His gaze lacked warmth, but his tone remained as usual. "She's fine. But from now on, you're not allowed to have any contact with her."

At his words, she felt a bit aggrieved. "Sean, Grandma is getting older, and she might need someone to talk to. I was just keeping her company." As soon as she spoke, he began staring at her. She felt a little uneasy under his scrutinizing gaze, so she bit her lip and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Meanwhile, standing not far away, Kevin watched the scene unfold with interest.

"I don't like people who cross boundaries," he said calmly.

At that, she gulped down her saliva and whispered, "Okay."

"As long as you follow the rules, I'll give you whatever you want. Understand?" Sean straightened his

sleeves.

"Yes." She nodded.

When Sean gave Kevin a look, he immediately understood. "Miss Palmer, let me take you back. You

have filming tomorrow."

"Okay." Joan nodded.

Sean took out his phone and sent a message to Abigail. 'Do you not care about my grandmother at

all now?'

She was in a car on her way to meet the authoritative professor recommended by Lewis, so she had no time to deal with Cornelie's act. 'Something important came up. She just needs you to stay with

her!'

When he received her message, he furrowed his brows and leaned against the wall as he typed

slowly. 'Did Anthony ask for you?'

Seeing his message, she rolled her eyes. She wanted to ignore him, but she explained anyway. 'No. I need to meet a professor on behalf of my boss.'

Sean looked at her message, lost in thought. Why is she so reluctant to tell me her true identity?

Meanwhile, Kevin and Joan got into the car. Just as he started the engine, he heard her ask, "Abigail and Sean are cousins, right? No wonder he did her such a big favor on the show and protected her." He was momentarily stunned but quickly regained his composure, smiling as he replied, "Don't inquire about his matters privately. Even if you ask me, I wouldn't dare answer. You know his personality." "I'm just saying." She leaned back in her seat, looking relaxed,

Through the rearview mirror, he glanced at her and asked, "Why do you think they're cousins?"

"Sean keeps his marriage a secret. He probably thinks his wife isn't presentable, so why would he bring her in front of me? Plus, you mentioned that they're a family, so they must be relatives." She analyzed confidently, thinking she was clever.

Hearing her answer, he nearly burst into laughter but managed to nod. "That does make sense."

After that, he received a message.

'After dropping her off, hurry back to the hospital to take care of my grandmother!

His expression contorted upon reading the text. I was going to have some fun. It's a rare day off from filming!

When Abigail entered the hotel's private room, as instructed by Lewis, she pushed open the door

and saw Anthony sitting inside, causing her eyes to twitch. Why is he here again?

Lewis was currently discussing historical details with an esteemed professor. When he saw Abigail,

he stood up immediately and enthusiastically greeted her. "Mr. Booker has reserved a seat for you.

You should discuss costume-related issues with Professor Gibson."

Abigail glanced and noticed that on her right was Professor Luke Gibson, and on her left was Anthony. This seating arrangement... As she nodded, she turned her gaze toward Anthony, who was smiling charmingly beside her.

"Lewis asked me to come over and keep an eye on things. I happened to have not had dinner, so I thought I'd join in the fun," he explained with a smile.

She could not figure him out, so she walked over to the empty seat and sat.

Luke had a slender figure, and one of his eyes appeared damaged, with a red flesh hovering over the iris. Overall, he had a solemn and unapproachable appearance.

"Nice to meet you, Professor Gibson." Abigail greeted him politely.

After a nod, Luke asked, "How much do you know about the history of the Western Roman Empire's fall?"

She was honest in her response. "I've only just begun to explore it. Most historical series on the market focus on the 18th and 19th centuries, so there is limited information available about the history of the Western Roman Empire's fall. I haven't delved deeply into it yet."

"You make a valid point. It was a rather brutal period of history." He did not look down on her.

Anthony, on the other hand, propped up his face, lazily looking at her without blinking.

When Abigail consulted with Luke, she was extremely humble, constantly typing on her phone to record every word he said. She wished she could engrave each of his words into her mind. During this trip, she did indeed learn quite a bit.

After the dinner gathering, the group left the hotel.

"Thank you, Mr. Booker. If it weren't for you, I'd still be researching aimlessly," Abigail thanked sincerely as they bid farewell at the hotel entrance.

During their conversation, she learned from Lewis that Luke was notoriously difficult to invite.

This time, he came to participate in an academic exchange. He initially had no intention of coming, but Anthony had managed to persuade him and specifically arranged for her to learn from

him.

Then, Anthony lowered his head and looked at her with a charming smile.

Not far away, Sean sat in his car, his eyes filled with a dense coldness as his jaw tightly clenched..