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.

looked at the table full of dishes and immediately said to Scarlett, “Thank

If it doesn’t suit your taste, let me know.” Scarlett smiled and handed him a

the dining table under Lawrence’s

eating, Abigail’s phone rang.

she hadn’t talked to

up with her phone and said to Sean, “I’ll take

the ward, Lawrence and

eat more and replenish your body to get better. 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 you can consider your figure,” Lawrence

“I’ve never deliberately maintained

exercise regularly, so he was

haven’t deliberately maintained your figure, but your figure is already this

couldn’t help but say, “Let him eat. Why

were they comparing figures with

people, and Ronaldo was

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.

puzzled. “What do you mean

tasks. The old lady refuses to come down, but I assure you, her traditional medicine skills are remarkable, although the lineage has been broken. Let me tell you another secret-she used to be a witch doctor here.” Ronaldo chuckled.

she still

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

“Once you have everything arranged, I’ll fly over in a helicopter to pick you up and take you

for you to land?” Abigail