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.

fatal,” the traditional medicine practitioner cautioned

acupoints.

now?” Sean asked

gentle manner, “She’s not in any major

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

Sean’s room. She was a

86%

by the bedside,

abdomen and found that

feel like she was experiencing a medical

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

name Palmer with a traditional medicine background, and there was no such place as

it might be a

looked very refined and 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 take it,” Abigail replied

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

Sean, he would only think she was making baseless accusations against

and only sharing a last name, how could the other

know that Abigail was Sean’s wife.

swear, you really don’t care about your life!” Sean couldn’t help but be angry when he thought about

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

to the clinic,

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

physically exhausted but

her back. “Did I say