The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham)
Chapter 180

Chapter 180 The Significance of a Wedding Dress

"I've never liked her," Sean emphasized.

"When I asked you why that wedding dress cost 1.3 million, you didn't know." Abigail looked into Sean's eyes as her smile turned somewhat bitter. "That was our wedding anniversary, and that was the wedding dress I once told you about. Because Joan liked it, you had the studio sell it to her."

Sean's eyes trembled slightly.

Abigail looked away and continued, "The moment that wedding dress was sold, I let and embraced my new life."

go of the

past

"Why didn't you tell me?" Sean's throat tightened.

Abigail's lips curled in a mocking smile. "Do you think it would have made any difference? Marriage is the union of two people, not one person's affair, whether it's a woman or a man."

Sean never knew their marriage had silently grown into such a wide rift.

"You've never cared about me. That's why you didn't know anything" Abigail said calmly. "You didn't know how hard I worked during our three years of marriage to make you notice me and care about me. You couldn't see it, and you even mocked me."

"Abigail..." Sean sat up straight.

"Do you want to apologize?" She turned to look at him, and her eyes were filled with mockery.

He understood that an apology wouldn't change anything now.

"I know that an apology means nothing to you, but I still want to apologize to you for what happened in the past," Sean said before reaching out to tightly hold her hand at his side.

Abigail didn't respond. She didn't want to accept the apology.

That night, Abigail stayed there to rest, and Sean stayed with her. With only one bedroom left, they had to squeeze in together.

After taking a shower, the two of them lay in bed, and suddenly, there was a sense of distance between them.

The conversation during the day had made Sean unable to touch Abigail as naturally as before.

They resembled a couple in a period of marital fatigue, silently facing each other.

"It was Laura who did all of this. She arranged for people to secretly take those photos behind our backs as revenge against you and me." Perhaps feeling too stifled, Sean finally spoke. "All right. I understand, Abigail replied in her usual calm manner.

The next morning, Sean left.

Abigail stayed with Analise for a week.

During breakfast, Analise asked her countless times, "Are you really okay with him?"

"Yes. You have to remember to take your insulin on time." Abigail couldn't help but change the topic back to her.

Analise pouted. "I'm talking about you. Don't change the topic. I've been taking it regularly."

Her words made Abigail silently chuckle.

Sean arrived at the place where Joan lived. He went straight to her dressing room and found the wedding dress personally made by Abigail. As he looked at the wedding dress, his emotions became chaotic. The details of this wedding dress were exquisite, and he couldn't imagine what kind of feelings Abigail had when she put so much effort into creating it. Selling it must have been a heartbreaking decision for her.

He opened the closet, took out the wedding dress, and carried it with him as he left.

A maid stood at the door and watched him walk out of the room with the wedding dress. She wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Tell Joan that I'll get her a wedding dress worth 1.5 million as a replacement. Just say I took the wedding dress," he said indifferently to the maid and left.

Back in the car, Sean told Cameron to arrange for the person working on the cabinet to come to the company.

"Understood," Cameron replied immediately.

Sean held the wedding dress the entire time and occasionally pressed his face against it.

He kept his head down, and Cameron couldn't discern the emotions in his eyes, but Cameron was still very concerned about him.

Sean's actions of returning to the company with the wedding dress immediately stirred up discussions among many employees, but he didn't care.

Kevin was in Sean's office. When he saw Sean coming in with an extraordinarily beautiful wedding dress, he was momentarily stunned. "Sean, what's this for? Are you getting married to

someone?"

"Shut up. Why are you here?" Sean asked coldly.

"I'm just worried about you. How's Abigail doing?" Kevin approached him and inquired.

"Stay away. Don't ruin the wedding dress." Sean pushed him away with disdain.

Cameron brought a hanger for Sean to hang the wedding dress, then glanced at Kevin.

Kevin realized what was going on and took a few steps back while asking. "Is this the wedding dress designed by Abigail?"

"Yes." Sean hung up the wedding dress and began to examine it closely.

There were intricate patterns embroidered on the wedding dress. It was clearly a result of a lot of time and effort. It was adorned with many diamonds.

Kevin stood in front of the wedding dress and exclaimed, "This wedding dress is really beautiful, and Abigail is really talented."

Sean remained silent as he touched the wedding dress. He then said to Kevin. "I sold this wedding dress to Joan."

Kevin was shocked as he turned his head to look at Sean with his eyes wide open. "No wonder Abigail stopped liking you. If it were me, I'd be furious to the point of spitting blood! How are things between you and her?"

"She asked me to consider divorce carefully, but she won't force me. After all, I was forced into marrying her in the first place. She considers it compensation and is giving me time to think." Sean answered as he caressed the wedding dress, all the while explaining to Kevin.

Judging from his demeanor, Kevin could tell that Sean had a certain attitude toward divorce.