The Spare Wife 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.

nodded. “If

Sean, and the strong smell of

him and greeted Abigail with a smile. “Good evening, Abigail. Sean had a bit too

him. Would you

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care of Sean. He’s not in a good mood.” He quickly waved

a

Kevin sighed inwardly.

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

to retrieve

massage it for me?” His

to

weather had affected her work, and

him and used her fingers to massage

he could feel the warmth emanating from her. As soon as her fingers touched his temples,

future, if you drink this much and end up like this, find a place to stay on your

annoyance.

agreement and reached out to encircle Abigail’s

flirtatious,” Abigail replied

embrace and whispered, “I never liked Joan… not

was a saying that a person under the influence of alcohol was more likely to speak their hidden thoughts and desires,

and continued to massage his temples without

Sean tightened his

were a blur for

her a lot, and the two of them entangled from the living room to the bedroom, where she

breathing was

succumbed to

arms. He looked

up from