I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 97 Everyone Will Be Fine

Cornelie could only shrug and say, “Alright, alright. All I know is the last name is Palmer. I have no

idea which Palmer it is. The contact information should be on the packaging of the medicine Abigail brought back. You should go

check.”

“You took her for acupuncture treatment without even knowing the doctor’s name?” Sean’s anger flared, and he hung up the phone after speaking.

Turning back to the hotel room, he found Abigail’s bag. Aside from a tablet, an identification card,

and keys, there was no sign of any medicine.

Sean’s expression turned exceptionally cold.

He sat back down beside Abigail and called Cornelie again.

When Cornelie answered, he calmly asked, “What’s the name of the clinic?”

“It’s called Great North Clinic. How is she? It’s just an acupuncture treatment. Why is she being so delicate?” Cornelie muttered to herself, her words filled with discontent toward Abigail.

Sean gave an acknowledging grunt and hung up the phone again.

He held Abigail’s hand and noticed it was icy cold.

It was fortunate that there was a traditional medicine practitioner here. After a thorough examination and identifying the problem, the doctor pressed a few acupoints to gradually stabilize

her condition.

treat acupuncture points on the human body. Doing so could be fatal,” the traditional medicine practitioner cautioned as he eased Abigail’s pain

acupoints.

Sean asked in a subdued

a gentle manner, “She’s not

relief. Abigail’s danger had come suddenly, and her recovery

found herself in Sean’s room. She was a

86%

the bedside,

gently touched her lower abdomen and found

she was experiencing a

like? My grandmother said you got some medicine, but where

traditional medicine background, and there was no

it might be

away. If you don’t want a child, then I don’t want to take it,” Abigail replied honestly. Her face was still pale, and her

it had something to do with Joan; after all, they shared the same last name,

would

evidence and only sharing a last name, how could the other person actually

didn’t even know that Abigail was Sean’s wife. The suspicion seemed

know to refuse? Allowing someone to randomly treat your acupoints like that… I swear, you really don’t care about your life!” Sean couldn’t help but be angry when he thought about how close she came to losing her life

was right there. How could I refuse? She’s not in good health, and I didn’t want

to the clinic, you could have just

all her fault. It was her fault that she couldn’t have children, and it was her

only physically exhausted

about to get out of bed, Sean pushed her back. “Did I say you could