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 you

opened the door for Sean, and the

greeted Abigail with a smile. “Good evening, Abigail.

of him. Would you like to come in?” She approached

1/2

not in a good

a

Kevin sighed inwardly.

some hangover medicine. This used to be her place, so she didn’t have

she got up to retrieve her phone, Sean grabbed

you massage it for

to help

the cold weather had affected her work, and without him, the entire

to him and used her fingers

from her. As soon as her fingers touched his temples, he felt his

like this, find a place to stay on your own. Don’t come back. I don’t like taking care of

annoyance.

of agreement and reached out to encircle Abigail’s

flirtatious,”

embrace and whispered, “I never

that a person under the influence of alcohol was more likely to speak their

continued to massage his temples without

me.” Sean tightened his hold

that followed were a blur for

talked to her a lot, and the two of them entangled from the living

breathing was very

succumbed to his

Abigail in his arms. He looked at the woman in his

woke up from