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.

be fatal,” the traditional medicine practitioner cautioned as he

acupoints.

is she now?” Sean asked in a

replied in a gentle manner, “She’s not in

let out a sigh of relief. Abigail’s danger had come suddenly, and her

found herself in Sean’s room. She was a

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the bedside, ordered sternly, keeping

abdomen and found that the pain

like she was

got some medicine, but where is it?” Sean had already sent someone to inquire, but unfortunately, there were

with the last name Palmer with a traditional medicine background, and there

might be a business rival’s

glasses with gold rims… As for the medicine, I threw it 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

if it had something to do with Joan; after all, they

Sean, he would only think she was making baseless

no evidence and only sharing a last name, how could the other person actually

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

really don’t care about your life!” Sean couldn’t help but be angry when he thought about how close

aggrieved. “Your grandmother was right there. How could I refuse? She’s not in good health, and I didn’t want to upset her. You treat my grandmother

to the clinic,

she couldn’t have children, and it was

only physically

get out of bed, Sean pushed her