The Spare Wife 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.

randomly treat acupuncture points on the human body. Doing so could be fatal,” the traditional medicine practitioner cautioned as he eased Abigail’s pain by

acupoints.

is she now?” Sean asked

manner, “She’s

Abigail’s danger had

herself in Sean’s room. She

86%

move. Lie down,” Sean, sitting by the bedside, ordered

lower abdomen and found that

excruciating pain at the time made her feel like she was

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

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

suspected it might be

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

Joan; after all, they

it to Sean, he would

how could the other person

even know that Abigail was Sean’s

to randomly treat your acupoints like that… I swear, you really don’t care about your life!” Sean couldn’t help but be angry when he thought about how close she came to losing her

in good health, and I didn’t want to upset her. You treat

the clinic, you could have just refused.” Sean’s

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

only physically exhausted

about to get out of bed, Sean pushed her

calm. “Sean, I don’t want to see your face right

“Do you

saved you, and you’re directing your grievances at me?” Sean