Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 186 Who Is Your Wife?

Abigail unintentionally verbally argued with him and didn't even realize it herself. Cameron had already said before that this was Abigail's way of getting close to Sean. Of course, Sean would not tell Abigail that in the event that she distanced herself from him to avoid these arguments.

During breakfast, Sean suddenly spoke, "I'll be heading to the police station later. If everything goes smoothly, I'll head back directly."

She merely nodded and focused on her meal, and he reached out to pat her head.

"Are

you possessed?" She tilted her head with a mouthful of food and mumbled. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"How am I possessed by patting my own wife?" Sean's tone carried a hint of annoyance.

"Who's your wife?" Abigail retorted as she shifted her body.

To her surprise, she soon realized that Sean wasn't really mad but was merely looking at her with

smile

have changed somewhere down the line. If she

he had made that secret phone call in the hallway. He seemed to know everything but refused to say anything. This gave Abigail reason to suspect that this was

done with breakfast, Sean dropped her off at the embroidery store. He wanted to hold her hand and say a few words to her. Alas, she simply brushed his

about now?" he

him. "I'm not angry

embroidery studio, and his tongue couldn't help but touch the inner wall of his mouth. He was finding it

the police station to complete some formalities and reconfirm whether the person Taught in the surveillance

certain that this person and Joan's brother were acquainted. The call was answered quickly. "Don't you find this

throat. "Sean Graham, I only have one request. Take care of my sister. I

to waste time dealing with you. Just present a solution that I can accept,"

wife. Who is she, really?" Kingston's

tone.

to get someone to investigate her privately, I promise everything about Joan will be ruined. You know what she fears the most even better than I do," came Sean's cold reply. "Come back and meet me," Kingston

phone for a moment

with an elderly craftsman about the materials used in

dozen MMS. When she noticed that the elderly craftsman stopped speaking, she quickly shoved her phone back into her bag and asked, "Is this craft difficult?" "It's quite challenging. The finished piece has to be polished into such small beads, and there's some

responded with a

left the old man's home, she wore a stylish sun hat and took out her phone. She opened her inbox and saw pictures of Sean dining with Joan, which caused her expression to turn cold. From various angles, Joan looked elated and was clearly blushing throughout the entire

that those two had temporarily resolved their conflict and thought she had calmly accepted the truth. Strangely, she still felt a bit