The Spare Wife

Chapter 96 Revealing the Truth

After finishing the checkup, Dr. Palmer grinned at Cornelie. “Looks like there’s no major issue with your health. Have you been to the hospital for a checkup?”

Cornelie nodded and motioned for Abigail to speak up.

Abigail, a bit absent–minded, got a nudge from Cornelie and replied in a soft voice, “Yes, I went for a checkup and got an injection, but it didn’t work.”

“Let’s try acupuncture, and I’ll prescribe a few more medicines for you.” Dr. Palmer’s demeanor was gentle.

“Is it really that simple?” Cornelie started to doubt his competence.

Dr. Palmer spoke in a warm tone. “Based on the medical records you provided, there shouldn’t be any major issues with her health. How about having your grandson take a look instead?”

Cornelie’s face immediately contorted, her expression full of disbelief. “There’s absolutely nothing wrong with my grandson! He’s had regular checkups since he was a child, and we know all the results. There’s no way he could have any problems!”

Dr. Palmer just gave a faint smile.

“Go

get the treatment, and from now on, come in every two weeks. No matter what, we need to

make sure you get pregnant!” Cornelie urged Abigail, her tone tinged with disdain.

Under Cornelie’s insistence, Abigail lay on the office examination bed.

As Dr. Palmer prepared to lift Abigail’s clothing, she suddenly placed her hand on his. “Is the acupuncture really necessary? I’m scared of pain.”

“What’s a little pain compared to giving birth later? You won’t be able to stand it then!” Cornelie scolded harshly.

She went on, muttering to herself, “It’s been three years and there’s been no sign of progress. You’re afraid of this and that. I really don’t know why the Grahams took you as a daughter–in–law. Just to cater to your every whim. Three years! Even a speeding bullet would have arrived by now.”

felt disheartened by her words and could only

bit, but afterward,

with fifteen types

Cornelie brought Abigail to the cab. She gave her a stern warning. “You better

If they still don’t work, then

just gave a vague hum of acknowledgment and silently

pulled away, Abigail chuckled

need for her to push for a divorce. Given my situation with Sean, parting ways is

time.

to the hotel, Abigail

to the set, it

the cab, Abigail felt a throbbing pain in her

brows, panting lightly as she

be that the treatment

her abdomen was so intense that her

her to collapse to

her bag, intending to ask Luna to pick

came in.

from the pain, didn’t have

“Sean… I’m in

finished his work, only noticed her message.

about the clinic.

up, signaling

gasping in pain. “At the entrance… of the hotel… It hurts so much, Sean, it

much.”

of the room, trying to reassure Abigail. “I’m coming

okay.”

spoke, he turned back to instruct Cameron, “Hurry

first–floor guest room!”

found Abigail, she was in so much pain that she could hardly focus. Her

tightly and