I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 161 My Heart Aches for Her

Abigail showed her hand to the pharmacist, who noticed the frostbite on her fingers. She said, “Have you been out in the cold all day? There’s heating indoors; it shouldn’t have gotten this bad.”

“Yeah, I work outside,” Abigail replied.

Sean, with a stern expression, asked, “Aside from what she mentioned, isn’t there any other way? If the work has to be done outside, is there a solution?”

Abigail shot him a glare. “It’s none of your business!”

The pharmacist quickly intervened, “He’s just concerned about you. Sir, if she has to work. outside, keeping warm is absolutely necessary. Otherwise, treatment won’t be effective.”

“Just fell me if I can use acupuncture, Abigail expressed some concern. Many crew members on the set had the same problem.

“Yeah, it’s an option. But it’s not really necessary. If you’re indoors for three or four days, the frostbite on your cheeks and cars should clear up” The pharmacist stuttered a bit, finding them both intimidating and strangely pleasing to the eye.

Abigail nodded in understanding-

After leaving the pharmacy, Sean followed Abigail.

Abigail was getting a bit annoyed. She was about to say something when Sean spoke up. “You don’t want us arguing on set, do you?”

“Are you threatening me?” Abigail turned around, giving him a hostile look.

Seeing that she was about to get worked up again, Sean interjected. “I promise you, there’s nothing romantic between Joan and me.”

“It’s none of my concern,” Abigail said coldly.

“You’re my wife. How can it not be your concern?” Sean retorted.

Abigail gave a bitter laugh and didn’t respond.

Back at the hotel, Sean trailed behind Abigail. She was about to enter her room when he reached out and stopped her. “Why use acupuncture? What if you hit an acupoint wrongly, like last time, and something goes wrong?”

none of

me. I’ve tried to talk to you, but you won’t listen. You’re just provoking

said, restraining his

eyes, Abigail reluctantly

room and saw Sean entering Abigail’s room. He looked

the medicine down when

and opened

the door. Seeing Sean, he quickly put on a polite smile. “Mr. Graham, are you paying a visit

called Abigail “cousin” grated on Sean’s nerves. He had a stern expression as he replied. “Can’t I come to

taken aback by his attitude. He then reached up

the door. She smiled and asked Eric,

I’d see if

a moment before he took a step “Well, you two carry on.

back.

Abigail nodded. “Alright, thanks.”

promptly closed

room for a while before turning back to his own

brows were tightly knit, and his expression was

so much concern for his cousin and came all this way

back to how Abigail had run away from home, Eric couldn’t shake the feeling that something was

on the living room couch, and Sean approached her, taking her

before, I would have gotten a dozen slaps in return. What happened to your temper?” Abigail

lay

Abigail huffed.

squeezed the frostbite on her hand. “Should I just

coagulated. It’s not circulating

the frostbite turned pale, while the inside, where the skin cells had died, had a

and swabbed some

work?” He was still

made it hard for him to just