I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 164 Eric Is Uneasy

“Cut! Eric! What’s wrong with you today? Are you going to act properly or not? You’re wasting everyone’s time!” Lewis shouted in frustration for the third time, irritated by Eric’s absent- mindedness.

Eric looked around, his face filled with apology. “I’m sorry; can I have ten minutes to rest?”

He couldn’t understand why Abigail had given the gloves he bought for her to Josie.

Seeing Eric leave after speaking. Lewis quickly approached Eric and asked in a low voice, “What’s going on? Are you feeling unwell?”

“No, just give me ten minutes. I promise I’ll adjust,” he said calmly, but his emotions were hard to hide.

Back in the resting trailer, he sat with his eyes closed. Thinking about the gloves on Josie’s hands, his breath becoming uneven.

“Pass me my phone,” he suddenly said, addressing his assistant, who was heating water for him.

He rarely used his phone, especially during filming. The last time he used it was when Laura had angered him.

One by one, everyone returned to their trailers to rest.

Abigail was busy selecting clothes for the other actors. Lewis approached her with a steaming cup of tea. “Thanks to your cousin, we can all have a sip of hot water.”

Through the gap in the clothes acting as a barrier, Eric discreetly glanced at Abigail. Hurt emotions flickered in his eyes, but in the end, he didn’t say anything.

He heard Abigail say, “Director, if I make a mistake again, please go easy on me.”

She said this while stealing a glance at Eric.

Eric seemed different today, but she had no idea why.

Lewis asked her quietly, “Do you know what’s up

was fine during

two spoke in hushed tones until Eric’s assistant walked past

and Lewis quickly

costumes for the actors, she went into the adjacent trailer

female actors.

came out, she saw Sean

his hand, and when he saw Abigail,

his umbrella. “I’m going to help the female actors with their outfits.

sent here for you, along with a few bags of heating pads and thick socks. Put them on after

lowered her head to take a look and slowly reached out to accept

I ordered for you won’t arrive until tomorrow. If the hot water bottles

“Okay.” Abigail nodded.

to leave, Sean forcefully handed her the umbrella. “You

don’t want

tone indifferent. “The car is

to speak, he turned and walked away

couldn’t help but mutter to herself that her

biting, cold wind swept toward her in

ducked into the

once the actors had

some rest.

could feel the warmth emanating from within. She swapped out her thick socks, applied

worry about her shoes getting wet

the scene, Abigail ventured out, umbrella in hand. However, something seemed off about the atmosphere

up the umbrella and sat under the temporary

a temper. He’s been so