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 no

asked her quietly, “Do you know what’s

was fine during

hushed tones until

Lewis

costumes for the actors,

female actors.

saw Sean walking over with an

a paper bag in his hand, and when he

snow, waited for him to approach. She naturally stepped under his umbrella. “I’m going to help the female

along with a few bags of heating pads and thick socks. Put them on after you’re done with

to take a look and slowly

tomorrow. If the hot water

“Okay.” Abigail nodded.

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

don’t want it?”

tone indifferent. “The car

Abigail a chance to speak, he turned

but mutter to herself that her

cold wind swept toward her in

ducked into

and bustle, once the actors had

some rest.

fully lined furry snow boots. As she touched them, she could feel the warmth emanating from within. She swapped out her thick

these on, she wouldn’t have to worry about her shoes

chilly winds and snowfall set the scene, Abigail ventured out, umbrella in hand. However, something seemed off about the atmosphere on

quietly folded up the umbrella and sat