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 your

talk to you, but you won’t

Sean said, restraining his

in his eyes, Abigail reluctantly let go of

saw Sean entering Abigail’s room. He looked a bit puzzled

the medicine down when

and

door. Seeing Sean, he quickly put on a polite smile. “Mr. Graham,

grated on Sean’s nerves. He had a stern

reached up to touch his nose

atmosphere was off and immediately approached the door. She smiled

I’d see if there’s anything to

Abigail and Sean for a moment before he took a step

back.

Abigail nodded. “Alright, thanks.”

closed

her room for a while

knit, and his expression

much concern for his cousin and came all this way to do so

to how Abigail had run away from home, Eric couldn’t

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

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

shot her a glance. “Even if you provoke me, I won’t lay

Abigail huffed.

argue further. He gently squeezed the frostbite on her hand. “Should I just pop the red spot where you have

inside has coagulated. It’s not circulating anymore,”

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

needle, sterilized it, and swabbed some alcohol on Abigail’s hand

work?” He was still

and delicate, made it hard for him to just