The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham)
Chapter 163

Chapter 163 Love That He Detested

Abigail struggled to push Sean away.

"This isn't just about the crew. We need to consider if there are any hidden cameras in the hotel," Abigail retorted, her eyes fixed on Sean.

Sean let out a cold chuckle. "Are you afraid of our relationship being exposed?"

"Just like how you initially looked down on me and were afraid of our marriage getting exposed," Abigail countered, refusing to appear weak.

Sean released her and gazed at her with deep intensity. "Abigail, I have to ask, is loving someone something you can start and stop so easily in your heart?"

He remembered clearly that Abigail had married him because she loved him deeply.

"If I were to say that I regretted liking you and regretted marrying you, what then? Since the Moment your grandmother drugged me, I regretted it deeply. You were capable of leaving me for Joan, and for your grandmother, you could abandon me as well. I was the one constantly being cast aside by you," Abigail said self-mockingly.

Sean fell into a long silence before he finally spoke, looking directly at Abigail. "Abigail, put yourself in my shoes. Would you abandon someone who raised you?"

"So, why is it wrong for me to let you go?" Abigail shot back.

It was just a matter of reciprocating what he did.

Besides, he was unwilling to talk about Joan at this point. Even now, he kept it from her.

"In the future, if Grandpa wants to see you, I'll bring him to you," Sean said calmly.

"I only hope that there will be no connection between us," Abigail asserted firmly.

Sean pursed his lips, suddenly feeling somewhat powerless.

Back in the room, they had breakfast. Suddenly, Sean asked, "When did you start liking me? Can you tell me?"

"Just eat," Abigail said, avoiding the topic.

"Even if I were to face a death sentence, I should at least be allowed to die understanding what I did wrong, right?" Sean smiled faintly, as if he had come to terms with Abigail giving up on him. Abigail recalled a distant memory.

When she was engulfed by the sea, even though he was physically frail and usually aloof, he did everything to get her out of danger.

Abigail's eyes turned slightly red, and tears fell onto the table without warning.

Sean was momentarily stunned, quickly grabbing a tissue to wipe away her tears.

Due to his saving her life when she was younger, she vowed to devote herself to him and tried her best to get closer to him.

Yet, she didn't know why loving someone had to be so painful. Her love during those three years was much like a burden to him, and she had been met with his aversion and neglect.

This love that she had believed to be sincere turned out to be merely something he detested... After realizing this, she didn't even dare to face the love she once had for him.

Her purest feelings for him in her youth had been shattered by his aversion.

Abigail couldn't mend it, nor did she have the courage to. She was afraid of this feeling that was now tainted with his aversion.

"Sean, you shattered the love I had for you with your own hands. There's no going back. Besides, the emotional toll your grandmother imposed on me is just too much. I can't bear her anymore. and she's disgusted by me. Let's just leave it at that. Don't ask me anything anymore," Abigail cried.

Sitting beside her, Sean pulled her into his arms and patted her back. "I won't ask anymore, and you don't have to endure her. You don't have to go back in the future."

As the morning grew busy with the crew starting work. Abigail noticed ten large trucks parked not far from the filming site.

She was a bit surprised and approached the crew to ask, "Why are these here all of a sudden?"

"Oh, you can thank your cousin for this. He said everyone's been working too hard and specifically rented ten trucks. They're going to be pieced together, one side for the men, one side for the women, and inside, there will be generators and electric heaters to provide a warm place for everyone to avoid the cold," a crew member answered with a smile.

Abigail nodded, feeling a bit strange inside.

When she walked toward the trailers, she hesitated for a moment.

Sean watched as the trailers were lowered onto the snowy ground and slowly pieced together.

Abigail walked up beside him, catching his attention.

He turned to look at her, carefully examining her eyes for a while before asking, "Your eyes are

still a bit red. Have you used the eye drops I got you?"

Abigail gave a soft "yes," feeling a mixture of emotions inside.

With so many people around, Sean couldn't force Abigail to get close to him. Seeing her crying earlier in the morning filled him with guilt.

It was because of this guilt that he found it even harder to make her feel uncomfortable in front of everyone.

Lewis approached, taking a quick glance at Abigail before turning to Sean with a smile. "Mr. Graham, you're certainly kind toward Miss Quinn. With a warm place now, the actors will be much more comfortable."

Sean nodded. "Earlier, she caused a delay in your work. As her cousin, I'll make up for it on her behalf by providing a warm environment. It's nothing much."

Lewis was a bit taken aback, and he reddened. "Thank you, Mr. Graham."

He had scolded Abigail very harshly, so Sean's words left him feeling awkward. He felt like disappearing into the ground.

Abigail felt a bit embarrassed too. With just a few words from Sean, both she and Lewis felt

uneasy.

Soon, they were back on set. When Eric and Josie were filming their scene, Eric happened to notice the gloves Josie was wearing.