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.

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

acupoints.

Sean asked in a

in a gentle manner, “She’s not in

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

Abigail woke up, she found herself in Sean’s room. She was a bit groggy and tried to sit

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sitting by the bedside, ordered sternly, keeping an eye

lower abdomen and found that the

like she was experiencing a medical emergency, and it

like? My grandmother said you got some medicine, but where is it?” Sean had already sent someone to inquire, but unfortunately, there were no

traditional medicine background, and there was no such place

be a business rival’s

the medicine, I threw it away. If you don’t want a child, then I

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

mentioned it to Sean, he would only think she

how

Abigail was Sean’s wife. The suspicion seemed even more

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

refuse? She’s not in good health, and I didn’t want to upset her. You treat my grandmother well, so

clinic, you

fault. It was her fault that she couldn’t have children, and it was her fault for not refusing

only physically exhausted but also

of bed, Sean pushed her back. “Did I