Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 867

"My wife is about to get off work; I need to go pick her up." After the discussion, Sean checked the time and realized there was half an hour left before Abigail got off work. "D*mn!" Kevin couldn't stand it anymore, "You're toxic, man! After our talk, you won't join us for dinner and just pick up your wife?"

"I promised her. If you want to have dinner together, book a place, and I'll bring her along," Sean said as he stood up, dropping this line before hurrying off.

"What?!" Kevin was furious.

Really... Brothers are like clothes, but a wife is his true companion.

Called upon when needed, sweating buckets from the heat, and he is the first to bolt when things are done.

"I need to return to the hospital to take care of my wife, so I'll be leaving too. You guys enjoy your meal," said Josh, having no choice as his parents had already helped look after things all afternoon, and it wouldn't be right to hang out with the others in the evening.

Kevin fully understood. "Go ahead, I don't blame you."

"You can blame him if you're heartless," Alfie joked along.

"Do you have a problem with me?" Kevin started arguing with him.

Cameron asked Kevin, "Mr. Stewart, shall we dine together? You decide, so I can call my wife."

Critical hit.

"Right, I need to check in with my wife too."

Another critical hit.

Kevin pulled out his phone, feeling bitter inside. "Go ahead and check in. I'll book the place. Why can't you bring your wives along for fun? Why just check in? Gu brought his wife for fun. Aren't you guys on board?"

took out his

settled, Kevin felt increasingly desolate and began

his face instantly darkened. "Who let you in?!" His demeanor was far from the polite front he

standing up from the sofa with an innocent

from behind her

there to see him, so she

would

I'll take you out for dinner. Lock the office," Sean said,

her and earnestly said, "Mr. Graham, I know my actions were presumptuous, but I really want to know

don't leave, I'll call security!" Sean

said to Callen, "Ms.

noticed a faint smell of sweat

Had he been out?

sigh,

Abigail pulled Sean into the resting

to unbutton his suit, but Sean held her

anger vanished instantly, replaced by

on you, so you should take

she hadn't left, I couldn't even

with her?" Abigail

a scriptwriter and insists on adapting my experiences abroad into a screenplay. I wasn't

meet her at lunch?"

lured by Mr. Hinton.

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