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.

body. Doing so could be fatal,” the traditional medicine practitioner cautioned as he eased Abigail’s pain by

acupoints.

she now?” Sean asked in

gentle manner,

sigh of relief. Abigail’s danger

Abigail woke up, she found herself in Sean’s room. She was a bit groggy

86%

down,” Sean, sitting by the bedside, ordered sternly, keeping an

and found

feel like she

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

traditional medicine background, and

it might be a business

looked very refined and wore glasses with gold rims… As for the medicine, I threw it away. If you don’t want

with Joan;

he would

a last name, how could the other person actually be from Joan’s

Abigail was Sean’s wife. The suspicion

refuse? Allowing someone 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

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

suggested you go to the clinic, you could have just refused.”

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

physically exhausted but also emotionally

her about to get out of bed, Sean pushed her back. “Did I say you could get up?

a conscious effort to appear calm. “Sean, I

“Do you

your grievances at