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.

acupuncture points on the human body. Doing so could be fatal,” the traditional medicine

acupoints.

she now?” Sean asked

manner, “She’s not in any

out a sigh of relief. Abigail’s danger had come suddenly, and her recovery

Sean’s room. She was a bit

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sitting by the bedside,

gently touched her lower abdomen and

the time made her feel like she was

but where is it?” Sean had already

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

be

wore glasses with gold rims… As for the medicine, I threw it away. If you don’t want a child, then I don’t want to take it,” Abigail replied honestly.

to do with Joan; after all, they shared the same last

he would only

sharing a last name, how could the other

know that Abigail was Sean’s wife. The suspicion seemed even

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

a little 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

go to the clinic, you could have just

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

was not only physically

about to get out of bed, Sean pushed her back.

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

“Do you

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