I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 176 Trust Me

Kevin felt like he was putting himself in a difficult situation. He was just an average single guy, after all. “Okay. What kind of solution do you want me to come up with?” he asked.

Sean explained in detail.

Kevin looked at him seriously and took a while before replying. “I can’t really make comments about this situation. If I were Abigail…”

“I know it’s my problem. That’s why I asked for your advice.” Sean had a serious expression.

“Abigail is probably only concerned about Joan, your first love. It only takes a phone call for you to rush to her side whenever she wants. Just stop doing that, and everything should be fine,” Kevin replied blandly.

“Think of something else.” Sean said.

Kevin had a puzzled expression. “Sean, I don’t understand. How important is Joan?”

“She’s not important, but the things between us might also involve Abigail. It’s a complicated. matter.” Sean took a sip of his drink.

“To what extent does it involve her? Life-threatening?” Kevin asked curiously.

“Perhaps. I wouldn’t dare to bet on it,” Sean said, “especially now that our relationship has reached this point and she’s not staying home. I’m worried something might happen to her.”

Kevin could understand that.

Abigail traveled extensively for her work, and if something happened while she was away, Sean wouldn’t be able to reach her immediately, even with his abilities.

“How powerful is Joan that she can afford to disregard the law?” Kevin couldn’t help but ask this.

“Please don’t ask too much,” Sean replied coldly.

“If you

door for Sean, and the strong

“Good

take care of him. Would you like

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Sean. He’s not in a good mood.” He quickly

a

Kevin sighed inwardly.

the couch and planned to get some hangover medicine. This used to be her place, so she didn’t have

to retrieve her phone, Sean grabbed

Can you massage it for me?” His voice was

agreed to help

her work, and without him, the entire crew would

down next to him and used her fingers

emanating from her. As soon as her fingers touched his temples,

much and end up like this, find a place to stay on your own. Don’t come back. I don’t like taking care of a

annoyance.

agreement and reached out to encircle Abigail’s waist. His tone was much softer than before.

flirtatious,” Abigail

warmth of her embrace and whispered, “I

that a person under the influence of alcohol was more likely to speak their hidden thoughts and desires, he might be pretending, especially

straight face and continued to

Sean tightened

events that followed were a blur for

of them entangled from the living room to the bedroom, where she was pushed down onto the bed by

breathing was

succumbed to his