I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 164 Eric Is Uneasy

“Cut! Eric! What’s wrong with you today? Are you going to act properly or not? You’re wasting everyone’s time!” Lewis shouted in frustration for the third time, irritated by Eric’s absent- mindedness.

Eric looked around, his face filled with apology. “I’m sorry; can I have ten minutes to rest?”

He couldn’t understand why Abigail had given the gloves he bought for her to Josie.

Seeing Eric leave after speaking. Lewis quickly approached Eric and asked in a low voice, “What’s going on? Are you feeling unwell?”

“No, just give me ten minutes. I promise I’ll adjust,” he said calmly, but his emotions were hard to hide.

Back in the resting trailer, he sat with his eyes closed. Thinking about the gloves on Josie’s hands, his breath becoming uneven.

“Pass me my phone,” he suddenly said, addressing his assistant, who was heating water for him.

He rarely used his phone, especially during filming. The last time he used it was when Laura had angered him.

One by one, everyone returned to their trailers to rest.

Abigail was busy selecting clothes for the other actors. Lewis approached her with a steaming cup of tea. “Thanks to your cousin, we can all have a sip of hot water.”

Through the gap in the clothes acting as a barrier, Eric discreetly glanced at Abigail. Hurt emotions flickered in his eyes, but in the end, he didn’t say anything.

He heard Abigail say, “Director, if I make a mistake again, please go easy on me.”

She said this while stealing a glance at Eric.

Eric seemed different today, but she had no idea why.

asked her quietly, “Do you

no idea. He was fine during the

in hushed tones until Eric’s assistant walked

Lewis quickly fell

finished picking the costumes for the actors,

female actors.

saw Sean walking over with an

and when he saw Abigail,

“I’m going to help the female actors with their outfits. If you have something to say, do it quickly.

of heating pads and thick

her head to take a look and

gloves I ordered for you won’t arrive until tomorrow. If the hot water bottles get cold, recharge them. The generators

“Okay.” Abigail nodded.

Sean forcefully handed her the umbrella. “You don’t even know how

don’t want

tone indifferent. “The car is

a chance to speak, he turned and

herself that her route

wind swept toward her in

hurriedly ducked into

actors had left. Abigail retreated to her

some rest.

warmth emanating from within. She swapped out her thick

wouldn’t have to worry about her

chilly winds and snowfall set the scene, Abigail ventured out, umbrella in hand. However, something seemed off about the

folded up the umbrella and sat under

He’s been