The Spare Wife

Chapter 261 Challenge Openly
Just as Abigail was satisfied with the pearl’s quality, her phone rang.
She kept the pearls to read a message from Luna. It was a link to an Instagram post.
She clicked on it to see Eric’s post and immediately started to read it seriously.
She hadn’t read the statement from Eric’s company, but Eric’s statement was filled with sincerity.
“Before we clear things up, I would like to apologize to Ms. Alana for bringing so much trouble to her. I first met her back in
Ragos when her ringtone was the song ‘Where the River Ends‘ that I posted before. Everyone knows that she was always
mysterious before her real identity was revealed. After meeting her once, we had lost contact for three years...”
Eric Wrote sincerely about the first time he met Abigail and how he kept having her on his mind for the next three years. It was
like a diary filled with lots of small details.
Toward the end, Abigail got lost in her thoughts. During the three years of her messed up marriage with Sean, there was another
person who was quietly missing her back in the faraway Capitalis. That thought gave her a strange feeling.
In the end, Eric also explained that his engagement was decided by his elders, but he still had the right to pursue freedom. He
had always told people that he was single and would chase after someone if he liked them. He never said that he must abide by
the engagement his elders promised.
Abigail felt a little emotional after reading it. Then, she clicked on Eric’s company profile and realized that they put all the blame
on her in their statement.
They claimed that she ran with Eric every day in Ragos and was close with him, but Eric was inexperienced in relationships. In
conclusion, they hinted that she deceived Eric, and the company would explain this to Eric and his fans.
Now that Eric made a post, it was like a slap to the company’s face and put his company’s statement in an embarrassing
position.
Abigail had a thought. Eric was probably the first celebrity to openly challenge his managing company.
With that post, Eric and Alana were trending simultaneously while his fans were attacking her yet envied her as he had secretly
admired her for three years.

The cab stopped at the entrance of L.Moon, and Abigail saw Luna the moment she got down.
“You’re finally back safe. Come in quick.” Luna went up to help her carry her luggage.
Abigail had a relaxed expression. “I got some good stuff. I’ll show you later.”
“Are you worried about what’s happening online?” Luna pulled Abigail’s luggage.
Then, they walked side by side while chatting and laughing into L.Moon.
“Eric’s reply is enough. We don’t need to do anything more,” Abigail said.
“His fans are quite nice. Most of them are wishing him luck in chasing you. But he didn’t say he would pursue you anyways.”
Luna was most interested in this.
If Eric was persistent and pursued Abigail, they might get together. Then, she would be happy for Abigail since he was a
responsible man. She approved of them being a couple.
“I won’t promise him. Don’t even think about it,” Abigail said firmly. “All I care about is work. I won’t get into a relationship.”
Besides, she had lost all interest in love.
“I mean, it’s still something to think about since Analise is still concerned. She’s getting older, and you’re the only one she can’t
let go. If there’s someone who could care for you wholeheartedly in her stead, she’ll be at ease,” Luna said earnestly.
Of course, she believed that Abigail could live a good life alone, but Analise might fall sick from the worry.
If Eric was a suitable prospect, she hoped that Abigail would consider him from the perspective of a good friend.
“You’ve talked too much to my grandma. You’re like my mom now,” Abigail said with a helpless smile.
During the time that she wasn’t around, Luna visited Analise every day and was almost assimilated by her.
“Oh, my. I wouldn’t dare be your mom. That’s too much,” Luna joked.
Then, they entered the office before Abigail took out the bag of pearls and passed it to her. “Look at the luster. It’s Marimora.”

“Ronaldo grew this? That’s amazing. The peacock overtone on the pearl probably makes it a Tahitian pearl. It’s a rare color. I
heard it’s hard to grow in the country, let alone in the Eastbay area.” Luna observed the pearls with excitement through the
plastic bag.
Abigail grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and took two sips before answering, “Exactly. But Rolando doesn’t have a
channel to sell. The jewelry stores couldn’t give him much and wanted to lower his price, so he’s been keeping them and has
accumulated a thousand pearls.”
“No wonder you spent 1.5 million on the pearls. It’s a steal!” Luna loved the pearl.
“I intentionally asked this for you. You can use it to make something beautiful,” Abigail’s voice was filled with adoration for her.
“My effort in caring for you didn’t go to waste.” Luna beamed.