The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham)
Chapter 176

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."

Abigail opened the door for Sean, and the strong smell of alcohol immediately greeted her.

Kevin carried him and greeted Abigail with a smile. "Good evening, Abigail. Sean had a bit too much to drink."

"I'll take care of him. Would you like to come in?" She approached Kevin.

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"I'm fine. Please take care of Sean. He's not in a good mood." He quickly waved his hand.

Abigail gave a nonchalant response.

Kevin sighed inwardly.

She placed Sean on the couch and planned to get some hangover medicine. This used to be her place, so she didn't have those things on hand.

As she got up to retrieve her phone, Sean grabbed her hand.

"Honey... My head hurts. Can you massage it for me?" His voice was muffled.

Abigail agreed to help him.

During their time in Ragos, the cold weather had affected her work, and without him, the entire crew would have had to extend their schedule.

She sat down next to him and used her fingers to massage his temples.

Sean leaned against her, and he could feel the warmth emanating from her. As soon as her fingers touched his temples, he felt his body and mind completely relax.

"In the future, if you drink this much and end up like this, replace a place to stay on your own. Don't come back. I don't like taking care of a drunkard. Abigail warned him, her voice filled with

annoyance.

Sean made a vague sound of agreement and reached out to encircle Abigail's waist. His tone was much softer than before. "Honey."

"Don't be flirtatious," Abigail replied coldly.

He enjoyed the warmth of her embrace and whispered, "I never liked Joan... not even once..."

Although there was a saying that a person under the influence of alcohol was more likely to speak their hidden thoughts and desires, he might be pretending, especially if he wasn't completely drunk. She kept a straight face and continued to massage his temples without responding.

"Trust me." Sean tightened his hold on her.

The events that followed were a blur for Abigail.

Sean talked to her a lot, and the two of them entangled from the living room to the bedroom, where she was pushed down onto the bed by him.

His breathing was very sensual.

Eventually, she succumbed to his advances.

The next morning, Sean woke up with Abigail in his arms. He looked at the woman in his embrace and couldn't help but kiss her forehead. Abigail woke up from his kisses.

"Let's have a baby!" He suddenly had a wild idea, and his words were all it took to sober her up.

"What's gotten into you?" She grumbled and turned away from him.

Sean had only wanted to test her reaction, and since she wasn't interested, he didn't push the

issue.

"We won't have a baby then. We can talk about it when you're ready," he said while drawing closer to Abigail and kissing her shoulder.

Abigail's scalp tingled, and she murmured, "It's morning."

Sean chuckled and gently nibbled on her shoulder. He leaned in closer. "Yes. Good morning. Honey."

Abigail blushed as he addressed her as his wife, but she kept her eyes closed, and her eyelashes fluttered. This kind of tenderness she had longed for countless times in the past was now easily obtained because of her lack of love..

She couldn't help but wonder, Is this how men work?

He got up to prepare breakfast, and Abigail checked the time. She didn't have much time left for her work, so she had to go to the film set.

That morning, the two of them surprisingly got along harmoniously.

Sean accompanied Abigail to the film set.

As he looked at Eric, he couldn't help but wonder what Eric would do if Eric found out about his relationship with Abigail.

Of course, he was only thinking about it.

If Abigail found out, she would probably force him to go to the city hall to get a divorce.

Sean watched Abigail's figure in the distance and suddenly came up with an idea. He looked at Eric for a while and then left in his car.