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.

“If

and the strong smell of alcohol immediately

smile. “Good evening, Abigail. Sean had a

take care of him. Would you like to come

1/2

care of Sean. He’s not in a good

gave a nonchalant

Kevin sighed inwardly.

get some hangover medicine. This used

she got up to retrieve her phone, Sean grabbed

you massage it for me?” His voice was

to

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

and used

her. As soon as her fingers touched his

stay on your own. Don’t come back. I don’t like

annoyance.

to encircle Abigail’s waist. His tone was much softer than

be flirtatious,” Abigail

her embrace and whispered, “I never liked Joan…

more likely to speak their hidden thoughts and

a straight face and continued to massage his temples without

tightened his hold on

events that followed were a blur

a lot, and the two of them entangled from the living room to the

was

she succumbed to

morning, Sean woke up with Abigail in his arms. He looked at the woman in his embrace and couldn’t help but

up from