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

acupoints.

she now?” Sean asked in a

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

Abigail’s danger had come suddenly, and

herself in Sean’s room. She was a bit groggy

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by the bedside,

abdomen and found that the pain had

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

but where is it?” Sean had already sent someone to inquire, but unfortunately, there were no

last name Palmer with a traditional

it might be a

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 honestly. Her face was

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

it to Sean, he would only think she

last name, how could the

Joan didn’t even know that Abigail was

acupuncture, didn’t you know to refuse? Allowing someone to randomly treat your acupoints like that… I swear, you really don’t care

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

you go to the clinic, you could have

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

was not only physically

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