The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 164 Eric Is Uneasy

“Cut! Eric! What’s wrong with you today? Are you going to act properly or not? You’re wasting everyone’s time!” Lewis shouted in frustration for the third time, irritated by Eric’s absent- mindedness.

Eric looked around, his face filled with apology. “I’m sorry; can I have ten minutes to rest?”

He couldn’t understand why Abigail had given the gloves he bought for her to Josie.

Seeing Eric leave after speaking. Lewis quickly approached Eric and asked in a low voice, “What’s going on? Are you feeling unwell?”

“No, just give me ten minutes. I promise I’ll adjust,” he said calmly, but his emotions were hard to hide.

Back in the resting trailer, he sat with his eyes closed. Thinking about the gloves on Josie’s hands, his breath becoming uneven.

“Pass me my phone,” he suddenly said, addressing his assistant, who was heating water for him.

He rarely used his phone, especially during filming. The last time he used it was when Laura had angered him.

One by one, everyone returned to their trailers to rest.

Abigail was busy selecting clothes for the other actors. Lewis approached her with a steaming cup of tea. “Thanks to your cousin, we can all have a sip of hot water.”

Through the gap in the clothes acting as a barrier, Eric discreetly glanced at Abigail. Hurt emotions flickered in his eyes, but in the end, he didn’t say anything.

He heard Abigail say, “Director, if I make a mistake again, please go easy on me.”

She said this while stealing a glance at Eric.

seemed different today, but she had

looking at Eric, Lewis asked her quietly, “Do you know

was fine during the morning run,” Abigail

tones until

and Lewis quickly fell

the costumes for the actors, she

female actors.

out, she saw Sean walking

hand, and when he saw Abigail, he quickened

the fine snow, waited for him to approach. She naturally stepped under his umbrella. “I’m going to help the female actors with their outfits. If you have something to say, do it quickly. I only

for you, along with a few bags of heating pads and thick socks.

look and slowly

won’t arrive until tomorrow. If the hot water bottles get cold, recharge them. The generators have

“Okay.” Abigail nodded.

to leave, Sean forcefully handed her the umbrella. “You don’t even

want it?” Abigail

steps back, his tone indifferent. “The car

giving Abigail a chance to speak, he

herself that her route was

cold wind swept

hurriedly ducked

and bustle, once the actors had left. Abigail retreated to her designated

some rest.

the paper bag and pulled out the fully lined furry snow boots. As she touched them, she could feel the warmth emanating from within. She swapped out her thick socks, applied a heating pad

she wouldn’t have to worry about her shoes getting

the scene, Abigail ventured out, umbrella in hand. However, something

up the umbrella and sat under the temporary