I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Abigail sat on the edge of the bed, extending her hand toward him.

Previously, Sean always felt that Abigail’s hand was cold, but when he touched it this time, he found that it was warm.

He had looked it up before and knew that it might be due to her weak health.

Now, he was the one who was physically weak… Sean instantly felt terrible. How did he, a grown man, become so weak?

Gently rubbing Abigail’s hand, Sean said, “I used to think your hand was cold, but I find it rather warm now.”

Abigail looked at the disappointment in his eyes and felt uneasy.

“You will definitely get better, so what are you worried about?” She looked at Sean, her tone calm.

Sean smiled at her. “I’m not worried.”

Whether he was worried or not, Abigail could tell. However, she wasn’t the one who was sick, so she couldn’t truly understand him.

When Scarlett and Lawrence entered with several bags, Abigail wondered if they were going to empty out the entire hotel.

“Why are there so many…” Abigail exclaimed.

“I don’t know what he likes to eat, so I made a little bit of everything. Eating a bit of each dish is good for the body,” Scarlett said. She prepared each dish based on its different healing effects, so each dish. had its purpose.

and immediately said to

suit your taste, let me

the dining table under Lawrence’s insistence.

eating, Abigail’s phone rang.

who she hadn’t talked to in a long time.

and said to Sean, “I’ll take this call first, so you go

she left the ward, Lawrence and Scarlett

When you return to Pendorf after recovering, you should eat well. Don’t worry about maintaining a good figure. The most important thing is to have a healthy body, then

“I’ve never deliberately

so

is

say, “Let him eat. Why are we discussing his figure?”

they comparing

had contacted so many people, and

something about finding a doctor, and I’ve already inquired about it. I know an elderly traditional medicine doctor who is almost eighty years old, but she lives in very poor conditions. If Mr.

was a bit puzzled. “What do you

she lives in the mountains, on a separate island even. Mr. Graham would have to stay with her on the mountain and help her with various tasks. The old lady refuses to come down, but I assure you, her traditional medicine skills are remarkable, although

skeptical, but she still

is feeling better and bring him over. It won’t be a problem staying on the mountain, and I can even help with some chores,” Abigail said, hoping that the

see Mr. Graham,” Ronaldo said. “Once you have everything arranged, I’ll fly over in a helicopter to pick you

there even a place for you to land?” Abigail was a bit confused. Flying in a helicopter seemed a