I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

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.

Kevin nodded. “If you say so.”

for Sean, and the strong smell of alcohol

smile. “Good evening,

take care of him. Would you like to

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He’s not in a good mood.” He quickly

gave a

Kevin sighed inwardly.

on the couch and planned to get some hangover medicine. This used to be her place, so

retrieve

you massage it for me?” His voice

to

time in Ragos, the cold weather had affected her work, and without him,

to him and used her fingers to

the warmth emanating from her. As soon as her fingers

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

annoyance.

of agreement and reached out to encircle Abigail’s waist. His

flirtatious,” Abigail replied

embrace and whispered, “I never liked Joan… not

under the influence of alcohol was more likely to speak their hidden thoughts

face and continued to massage his temples without

tightened his hold on

were a blur for

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

was very

she succumbed to his

woke up with Abigail in his arms. He looked at the woman in his embrace

woke up from his