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 say

Sean, and the strong smell of alcohol immediately

Abigail with a smile. “Good evening, Abigail. Sean had a

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

1/2

care of Sean. He’s not in a

gave a nonchalant

Kevin sighed inwardly.

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

to retrieve her phone,

head hurts. Can you massage

agreed to

and without him, the entire

sat down next to him and used

her, and he could feel the warmth emanating from her. As soon

drink this 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 drunkard. Abigail warned him, her voice filled

annoyance.

vague sound of agreement and reached out to encircle

be flirtatious,” Abigail replied

her embrace and whispered, “I never liked Joan… not even

more likely to speak their hidden thoughts and desires, he might be pretending, especially if he

face and continued to massage his temples

me.” Sean tightened his hold

were a blur

talked to her a lot, and the two of them entangled from the living room to the bedroom, where she was pushed down onto

was very

she succumbed to his

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

woke up