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.

enter her room when he reached out and stopped her. “Why

of

push me. I’ve tried to talk to you, but you won’t listen. You’re just

said, restraining his

Abigail reluctantly

his room and saw Sean entering Abigail’s room. He looked a bit puzzled but

when there was a knock on

turned and

door. Seeing Sean, he quickly put on a polite smile. “Mr. Graham, are you paying a visit to

way he called Abigail “cousin” grated on Sean’s nerves. He had a stern expression

then reached up to touch his

and immediately approached the door. She smiled

bit hungry and thought I’d see if there’s

gaze shifted between Abigail and Sean for a moment before he took a step “Well, you two carry on. Just give a shout if you

back.

Abigail nodded. “Alright, thanks.”

promptly closed

for a while before turning back to his

knit, and his expression

his cousin and came all this way

home, Eric couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off with

sat on the living room couch, and Sean

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

lay a hand on you. Do you think

Abigail huffed.

“Should

has coagulated. It’s

around the frostbite turned pale, while the

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

ointment didn’t work?”