I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 160 Sean Is Here Again

Abigail knew the reason for that.

She heard that the director scolded Josie for scratching her hand and messing up a scene.

Josie said that her hands were itching badly due to the frostbite, but the director felt it looked authentic and made her maintain it.

As a southerner who came to the north, it was normal for her to get frostbite.

So, her hands were more severe than Abigail’s and were cracking all over.

As Abigail considered the tough conditions Josie had endured since she was filming, she took out the gloves that she charged up and passed them to her. “You can put this on during scenes where you don’t need to show your hands. It’s rechargeable and can heat up. You can ask your assistant to buy some ointment later. I’m sure you’ll recover in no time.”

“What about you?” Josie was a little embarrassed.

“I can use a heat pack once I’m done with my job. But it’s different for you. You’ll have to stand in the cold wind the whole day.” Abigail said gently.

Josie blushed and replied. “Thank you, Abigail.”

After that. Abigail thought to tell Eric that she lent the gloves to Josie and ask him for the shop he bought the gloves from so she could get another pair.

ears were covered with them. So, she put a hot towel on her ears that were itching as she

it too. Even though the director picked Ragos as it

saw a recommendation to draw blood out with

into it further and

some needles and antiseptic from a nearby pharmacy. However, she saw Sean when she exited the hotel, who just

Abigail quickly averted her gaze and acted as if she didn’t know him. It was

walking toward him

out his hand

ran after her and grabbed her hand once more. “Abigail, why do you want

divorce after this is settled, Sean. We’ll go our separate ways since you think this is troublesome.” Abigail stared coldly at him as her eyes

won’t divorce you,”

expenses with your mistress are all recorded. Do you think you can win?” Abigail glared

eye and said, “Abigail, Joan and I

hard

the sound

me to be locked up. It nearly caused trouble for my studio. We’re over! I won’t forgive what your grandma did to me!” Abigail shouted with tears in her

rooted to the spot and touched his face, which was going numb from the pain. Abigail really hated him. If not,

placed his luggage down and asked the assistant who followed him to take it

in as well. “Are