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.

quietly, “Do you know what’s up

idea. He was fine during

two spoke in hushed tones until Eric’s

and Lewis quickly

finished picking the costumes for the

female actors.

she came out, she saw Sean walking over with

bag in his hand, and when he saw Abigail, he

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

for you, along with a few bags of heating pads and thick socks. Put them on after you’re done

take a look and

I ordered for you won’t arrive until tomorrow. If the hot water bottles get cold, recharge them.

“Okay.” Abigail nodded.

forcefully handed her the umbrella. “You don’t even know

don’t want it?”

took two steps back, his tone indifferent. “The car is

Abigail a chance to speak,

herself that her

cold wind swept toward

ducked into

the actors had left. Abigail retreated to her designated corner

some rest.

As she touched them, she could feel the warmth emanating

worry about her shoes getting

and snowfall set the scene, Abigail ventured out, umbrella in hand. However, something seemed off about the

quietly folded up the umbrella and sat

never expected Eric to have such a temper. He’s been so easygoing all along,” a