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.

be fatal,” the traditional medicine practitioner cautioned as he eased Abigail’s

acupoints.

Sean asked

a gentle manner, “She’s not in

relief. Abigail’s danger had come suddenly, and her recovery

in Sean’s room. She was a bit groggy

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sitting by the bedside, ordered sternly, keeping an

gently touched her lower abdomen and found that the pain

feel like she was experiencing a medical emergency, and it

looked like? My grandmother said you got some medicine, but where is

with the last name Palmer with a traditional medicine background, and

might be a

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

Joan; after all, they shared the same last name,

Sean, he would only think she was making baseless

no evidence and only sharing a last name, how could the other person actually

didn’t even know that Abigail was Sean’s wife. The suspicion seemed

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

there. How could I refuse? She’s not in good health, and I didn’t want to upset her. You treat my grandmother well, so I comply with your grandmother’s wishes. What’s

to the clinic,

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

not only physically

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

in Abigail’s eyes, but she made a conscious effort to appear calm. “Sean, I don’t

“Do you

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