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.

hotel, 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

of your

tried to talk to you, but

Sean said, restraining

anger in his eyes, Abigail

Abigail’s room. He looked a

the medicine down when there was a knock on

turned and opened

the door. Seeing Sean, he quickly put on a polite smile. “Mr.

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

then reached up

and immediately approached the door. She smiled

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

a moment before he took a

back.

Abigail nodded. “Alright, thanks.”

promptly closed the

a while before turning back to

tightly knit, and his expression

much concern for his cousin and came all this way

run away from home, Eric couldn’t shake

on the living room couch, and Sean approached her,

have gotten a dozen slaps in return. What happened to your temper?” Abigail

me, I won’t lay a hand on

Abigail huffed.

He gently squeezed the frostbite on her hand. “Should I just pop the red spot where you have frostbite

has coagulated. It’s not circulating anymore,” Abigail

pressure, noticing how the skin around the frostbite turned pale, while the inside,

needle, sterilized it, and swabbed some

work?” He was still