I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 644 For Him

Lawrence nodded to Abigail, reassuring her, “If there’s a cure, that would be great. Don’t worry about 1. Moon. Luna will take care of it.”

After dinner, Lawrence and Scarlett left.

Abigail helped Sean clean up, and then the doctor came to give him an injection.

With an IV drip, Sean looked at the news on his phone and fell asleep.

Abigail put away his phone and covered him with a blanket.

He had just woken up and fell asleep again.

Abigail’s heart was filled with worry.

Fortunately, Sean stayed in the hospital for three days and gradually recovered. The doctor said he could be discharged.

Abigail took him back to the Pearsons’ and started packing. Even if things didn’t work out with Ronaldo, they could go back to Pendorf. The temperature in Capitalis was too low and dangerous for Sean.

On the second day of returning home, Ronaldo called her.

“Alice said she could try treating Mr. Graham’s condition, but she couldn’t guarantee any results. What do you think?” Ronaldo asked Abigail.

try anything.” Abigail replied. In this situation, there was

playing chess with Lawrence in the living room, “Ronaldo will come to the airport tomorrow to pick us up. I heard the temperature in Eastbay is very good, and it’s a good place

arrange it.” Sean focused on the game, his

to him. She

received a call

medicine doctor, but I found a family with a strong background in medicine. They have a prodigy in

medicine doctor and plan to see him first. The doctor said that traditional medicine treatment is currently the best option.” Abigail felt a

over anytime. I’ll take you to see him

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that Abigail and Sean reconciled. He hadn’t been in touch with Sean for a long time, and he hadn’t expected the man to make such a big

really made

haven’t seen each other for a long

living a good life. Remember to send

sighed and had nothing to say, so she hung up the

arrived at the airport while the sun

saw them, he immediately smiled and said, “Mr. Graham, long

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I not lose weight when I’m sick? By the way, you still look the

to

suitcase onto

hunched, muttering, “I have to say, Capitalis is really