The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham)
Chapter 174

Chapter 174 Are You Calling to Pick a Fight?

Sean didn't immediately respond to Abigail's question. Instead, he asked her, "Do you think Eric likes you?"

"I haven't really paid attention. I'm cautious about my interactions with people in the entertainment industry, so I haven't thought much about it," Abigail replied honestly.

She considered Eric as a friend at most. He had helped her twice, so when he asked her for help with making clothes for his family, she agreed as a way to repay the favor.

However, she hadn't really thought about the romantic feelings between them.

"This suggests that you haven't felt any obvious affection from him," Sean said.

Abigail's mind quickly flashed through Eric's behavior toward her during this period and she narrowed her eyes. However, she replied nonchalantly. "Come on. Even if he does, he's an actor. He acts for a living Moreover, we're in the same set. If he really liked a woman, would he show it? Don't you think I have enough trouble to deal with?"

"But I'm your cousin. Why would he target me?" Sean couldn't understand.

"Do you actually want to have a conversation? I'm very busy." Abigail reminded him once again.

She suspected that he was intentionally bringing up a boring topic just to chat with her and closer to her, but she couldn't help but think more about Eric.

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"Maybe Eric isn't targeting me because he likes you. I suspect there's something else going on." Sean redirected the conversation.

"If the throwaway account is really his, he wasn't targeting you then. If the account was exposed, he would have been the one to suffer along with Josie. He's smart, so he would have switched. accounts. It was you who came to me and caused us to misunderstand each other. Abigail reasoned.

Sean accepted it. After all, Abigail didn't like him, so there was no point in arguing further.

"Fine." He conceded.

Anyway, she despised him, so anything he said was pointless.

She felt like Sean was somewhat dismissive, so she couldn't help but explain, "Sean, you can't replace concrete evidence that the throwaway account belongs to him, right? Suspecting him just because he knows someone who has a stake in Instagram is unreasonable."

"You're right," Sean said calmly.

Abigail took a deep breath. "So, you called me just to pick a fight? You wasted so much of

time!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone directly.

Sean put down his phone and rubbed his temples.

Abigail got up, stepped outside the trailer, and let the cold breeze blow away her pent-up frustration. She then calmly returned to the trailer to reflect on Sean's words.

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She had been speculating about Eric all along, but apart from the care shown by him as a friend, he hadn't crossed any of her boundaries.

Before this, she was thinking about whether it had any connection to her heritage when he asked about her family. However, he also asked Josie and other artists this question.

It was understandable that he asked, especially since he didn't go back during New Year's.

Not having parents was quite uncommon, and after expressing his surprise, he had asked her a couple more questions, which seemed reasonable.

Unable to figure it out, Abigail decided to stop thinking about it.

On the day when the crew returned to Pendorf, Sean came to pick Abigail up.

Originally, Lewis had planned to buy a plane ticket for Abigail, but now, that was no longer necessary. He had saved some money.

"The drama will be wrapping up in just half a month. You and Miss Quinn must attend the wrap-up banquet then," Lewis said with a cheerful smile as he saw Sean and Abigail off. "Of course," Sean replied.

With that, they parted ways and Abigail got into Sean's car.

"You didn't have to come. Why help the set save money?" Abigail expressed her dissatisfaction with Sean coming to pick her up.

As Sean fastened his seatbelt and looked out the window, he saw Eric standing in the distance, watching them.

"How many orders has L.Moon received on set?" he asked by answering Abigail's question with another.

"Only two," she replied without going into detail.

"I know Josie has one order, but who's the other one?" Sean squinted his eyes as he asked.

Apart from Eric, there was another male supporting actor who had received a warning from Sean privately. So, in theory, that male supporting actor wouldn't have approached Abigail to place an

order.

"What does it concern you? Just drive!" Abigail immediately became annoyed.

"Is it Eric again?" Sean seemed to smile wryly.

Abigail didn't bother to answer him.

They remained silent throughout the drive to the airport. When he helped her take her luggage out of the car, he asked again, "Is it Eric?"

"Why are you asking so many questions?" Abigail asked while frowning.

"You seem to really like Eric. You keep protecting him from me." Sean's patience was wearing thin. but he suppressed his anger. His smiling voice sounded forced.

If Abigail had just been honest, he wouldn't have minded.

However, she was unwilling to tell him anything.

"What do you want?" Abigail asked as she furrowed her brows.

Sean took her luggage from the car's trunk and pushed it forward. "It's not difficult for someone in the entertainment industry to fall from grace."

"So, all the kindness you showed toward me on the set was fake, and you're only showing your true colors when we're alone?" Abigail sneered.

"Never mind. I'm just worried about you, but you don't appreciate it. Since I can't replace out what Eric's true intentions are, I won't let him get close to you," Sean said coldly.

"His grandmother wants a custom outfit for her 70th birthday," Abigail replied, as she did not want to implicate innocent people.

Sean's specialty was shifting his anger onto people around her. She had experienced it firsthand before.