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.

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

acupoints.

is she now?” Sean

gentle manner, “She’s not

danger had come

she found herself in Sean’s room. She was a

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the bedside, ordered

lower abdomen and found

the time made her feel like she was experiencing a medical emergency, and it left

got some medicine, but where is it?” Sean had already sent

was no such doctor with the last name Palmer with a traditional medicine background,

suspected it might be a

wore 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

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

would only think she was making baseless accusations against

evidence and only sharing a last name, how could the other person actually be from Joan’s

Abigail was Sean’s wife.

you 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

right there. How could I refuse? She’s not in good health, and I didn’t want to upset her. You treat my grandmother well, so I comply with your grandmother’s wishes. What’s wrong with

go to the clinic, you could have just refused.”

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

physically exhausted but also emotionally

her back.