The Spare Wife

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.

nodded. “If you

for Sean, and the strong smell of alcohol

him and greeted Abigail with a smile. “Good evening, Abigail. Sean had a bit too

of him. Would you like to come in?” She approached

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Sean. He’s not in a good mood.” He

a

Kevin sighed inwardly.

placed Sean on the couch and planned to get some hangover medicine. This used to

got up to retrieve her phone, Sean grabbed

hurts. Can you massage

to help

had affected her work, and without him, the entire crew

sat down next to him and used her fingers to massage

and he could feel the warmth emanating from her. As soon as her fingers touched his temples, he felt

find a place to stay on your own. Don’t come back. I don’t like taking care of a drunkard. Abigail warned him, her voice filled

annoyance.

vague sound of agreement and reached out to

flirtatious,” Abigail replied

warmth of her embrace and whispered,

there was a saying that a person under the influence of alcohol was more likely to speak

straight face and continued

Sean tightened his

followed were a

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

was very

succumbed

morning, Sean woke up with Abigail in his arms. He looked at the woman in his embrace and

up from his