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.

could be fatal,” the traditional medicine practitioner cautioned

acupoints.

is she now?” Sean asked in a

practitioner replied in a gentle manner, “She’s not in

danger had come suddenly, and her recovery was

found herself in Sean’s room. She was a bit groggy and tried to sit

86%

Lie down,” Sean, sitting by the

her lower abdomen and found

her feel like she was experiencing

person looked like? My grandmother said you got some medicine, but where is it?” Sean had already sent someone to inquire,

with a traditional

be a

medicine, I threw it away. If you don’t want a child, then I don’t want to take it,” Abigail replied honestly. Her face

to do with Joan; after

mentioned it to Sean, he would only think

and only sharing a last name, how could the other person actually be from

was

like that… I swear, you really don’t care about your life!” Sean couldn’t help but be

aggrieved. “Your grandmother was right there. How could I refuse? She’s not in good health, and I didn’t want to upset her. You treat my

to the clinic, you could have

her fault. It was her fault that she couldn’t have

physically exhausted

of bed, Sean pushed her back. “Did I say

were tears in Abigail’s eyes, but she made a conscious effort to appear calm. “Sean, I don’t want to see your face right now. Is

“Do you

directing your grievances at me?” Sean was on the verge of being annoyed by