I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 97 Everyone Will Be Fine

Cornelie could only shrug and say, “Alright, alright. All I know is the last name is Palmer. I have no

idea which Palmer it is. The contact information should be on the packaging of the medicine Abigail brought back. You should go

check.”

“You took her for acupuncture treatment without even knowing the doctor’s name?” Sean’s anger flared, and he hung up the phone after speaking.

Turning back to the hotel room, he found Abigail’s bag. Aside from a tablet, an identification card,

and keys, there was no sign of any medicine.

Sean’s expression turned exceptionally cold.

He sat back down beside Abigail and called Cornelie again.

When Cornelie answered, he calmly asked, “What’s the name of the clinic?”

“It’s called Great North Clinic. How is she? It’s just an acupuncture treatment. Why is she being so delicate?” Cornelie muttered to herself, her words filled with discontent toward Abigail.

Sean gave an acknowledging grunt and hung up the phone again.

He held Abigail’s hand and noticed it was icy cold.

It was fortunate that there was a traditional medicine practitioner here. After a thorough examination and identifying the problem, the doctor pressed a few acupoints to gradually stabilize

her condition.

so could be fatal,” the traditional medicine practitioner cautioned as he eased Abigail’s pain by applying

acupoints.

is she now?” Sean asked in a

a gentle manner, “She’s not in any major

a sigh of relief. Abigail’s danger had

in Sean’s room. She

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by the bedside, ordered sternly,

lower abdomen and found

she was experiencing a medical emergency, and it left

said you got some medicine, but where is it?” Sean had already sent someone to inquire, but

was no such doctor with the last name Palmer with a traditional medicine background, and there was no such place

might be a

away. If you don’t want a child, then I

with Joan; after all, they shared the

if she mentioned it to Sean, he would only

how could

Abigail was

you know to refuse? Allowing someone to randomly treat your acupoints like that… I swear, you really don’t care about your life!” Sean couldn’t help but

in good health, and I didn’t want to upset her. You treat my grandmother well, so I comply with your grandmother’s wishes. What’s

to the clinic,

fault that she couldn’t have children, and it was her fault for not refusing his

was not only physically exhausted

out of bed, Sean pushed her back.

in Abigail’s eyes, but she made a conscious effort to appear calm. “Sean, I don’t want to see your face right now. Is that

“Do you

you’re directing your grievances at me?” Sean was on the verge of