The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 161 My Heart Aches for Her

Abigail showed her hand to the pharmacist, who noticed the frostbite on her fingers. She said, “Have you been out in the cold all day? There’s heating indoors; it shouldn’t have gotten this bad.”

“Yeah, I work outside,” Abigail replied.

Sean, with a stern expression, asked, “Aside from what she mentioned, isn’t there any other way? If the work has to be done outside, is there a solution?”

Abigail shot him a glare. “It’s none of your business!”

The pharmacist quickly intervened, “He’s just concerned about you. Sir, if she has to work. outside, keeping warm is absolutely necessary. Otherwise, treatment won’t be effective.”

“Just fell me if I can use acupuncture, Abigail expressed some concern. Many crew members on the set had the same problem.

“Yeah, it’s an option. But it’s not really necessary. If you’re indoors for three or four days, the frostbite on your cheeks and cars should clear up” The pharmacist stuttered a bit, finding them both intimidating and strangely pleasing to the eye.

Abigail nodded in understanding-

After leaving the pharmacy, Sean followed Abigail.

Abigail was getting a bit annoyed. She was about to say something when Sean spoke up. “You don’t want us arguing on set, do you?”

“Are you threatening me?” Abigail turned around, giving him a hostile look.

Seeing that she was about to get worked up again, Sean interjected. “I promise you, there’s nothing romantic between Joan and me.”

“It’s none of my concern,” Abigail said coldly.

“You’re my wife. How can it not be your concern?” Sean retorted.

Abigail gave a bitter laugh and didn’t respond.

Sean trailed behind Abigail. She was about to enter her room when he reached out and stopped her. “Why use acupuncture? What if you hit an acupoint wrongly, like last time, and something goes

none of your

me. I’ve tried to talk to

Sean said, restraining his

anger in his eyes, Abigail reluctantly let go

room and saw Sean entering Abigail’s room.

set the medicine down when there

turned and

a polite smile. “Mr. Graham, are

Abigail “cousin” grated on Sean’s nerves. He had a

aback by his attitude. He then reached up to touch his nose and said, “Of

immediately approached the door. She smiled

thought I’d see if there’s anything to eat,”

he took a

back.

Abigail nodded. “Alright, thanks.”

promptly closed the

stood outside her room for a while before

were tightly knit, and

cousin and came all this way to

back to how Abigail had run away from home, Eric couldn’t shake the feeling that

the living room couch, and Sean approached her, taking her hand

I had hit you before, I would have gotten a dozen slaps in return. What

I won’t lay a hand on you. Do you

Abigail huffed.

hand. “Should I just pop

inside has coagulated. It’s not circulating

how the skin around the frostbite turned pale, while the inside, where the skin cells had died,

out a needle, sterilized it, and swabbed some alcohol on Abigail’s hand before taking a

work?”