Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 189 I'm Your Husband

Abigail was sipping her soup. Then, she said in an impressively calm tone, "No. By the way, help me ask Kevin for his address. Don't mention that it's me asking. I want to send you guys a little gift.

"Okay..." Luna couldn't understand why she wanted to send a gift to Kevin. Still, it was clear that her relationship with Sean was rather rocky at the moment.

"If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up. It's been a long day." Abigail remained composed and continued to sip her soup, making the sound of drinking audible. "Okay." Luna felt that she had also hit a dead end. Sean deserves it anyway. He keeps upsetting his wife every few days. He deserves to be ignored.

Abigail packed her luggage and changed to a better hotel that night after finishing her meal. She even went to sleep early.

Meanwhile, Sean was in a foul mood because he had planned to talk to her that night. Yet, she refused to answer any of his calls.

Kevin, who had been called to the bar by Sean, watched him drink with his chin resting on his palm.

"Abigail is ignoring me again. We shared a bed just last night. I can't figure out what's on her mind." At this moment, Sean was still unaware of what he had done. So, he was restraining his anger and confiding in Kevin.

Kevin sighed and replied wearily. "If you don't know, how am I supposed to know?"

"Drive me to the airport later." Sean wanted to find out why Abigail was upset with him. "She's angry with you. Going to her now will only make her angrier," Kevin pointed out.

to

on the phone. Nonetheless, he knew her well

why she is angry?"

furrowed his brows and considered things carefully before saying, "If there's something worth making her angry, it would

Joan again,

'reconcile?' Watch your words," Sean reminded

about it to Abigail. You got back together with

her," Sean said with a cold expression. Plus, he knew who had informed her about it even without investigating this matter. Although

spend time with Joan, he will surely pull out

dealing with chewing gum. What kind of influence is lurking behind Joan that makes him

Keeping this misunderstanding going isn't good. She hates

didn't answer him. I'm a man of my word. I won't go back on my word to

Abigail was staying, he knocked on her door for a long time

as he went to the hotel's front desk. Soon, he found out that she had checked out long

the anger building up inside him tipped over the metaphorical cauldron. So, he called her but found her phone was turned off. Then, he tried calling her on WhatsApp. Alas, there was still

his phone tightly, grinding his teeth. "You're

door was pounded violently at 4.00AM. She was so startled from her sleep that she gripped her blanket in fright. By the time she came to her senses, there was a deep scowl on

angry shout echoed faintly

she didn't expect him to find her here, she was momentarily caught off guard.