The Spare Wife

Chapter 97 Everyone Will Be Fine

Cornelie could only shrug and say, “Alright, alright. All I know is the last name is Palmer. I have no

idea which Palmer it is. The contact information should be on the packaging of the medicine Abigail brought back. You should go

check.”

“You took her for acupuncture treatment without even knowing the doctor’s name?” Sean’s anger flared, and he hung up the phone after speaking.

Turning back to the hotel room, he found Abigail’s bag. Aside from a tablet, an identification card,

and keys, there was no sign of any medicine.

Sean’s expression turned exceptionally cold.

He sat back down beside Abigail and called Cornelie again.

When Cornelie answered, he calmly asked, “What’s the name of the clinic?”

“It’s called Great North Clinic. How is she? It’s just an acupuncture treatment. Why is she being so delicate?” Cornelie muttered to herself, her words filled with discontent toward Abigail.

Sean gave an acknowledging grunt and hung up the phone again.

He held Abigail’s hand and noticed it was icy cold.

It was fortunate that there was a traditional medicine practitioner here. After a thorough examination and identifying the problem, the doctor pressed a few acupoints to gradually stabilize

her condition.

fatal,” the traditional medicine practitioner cautioned as he eased Abigail’s pain by applying pressure

acupoints.

now?” Sean

replied in a gentle manner, “She’s not in any major

sigh of relief. Abigail’s danger had come suddenly, and her

Sean’s room. She was a bit groggy and tried to

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by the

her lower abdomen and found that

made her feel like she was experiencing a medical

what the person looked like? My grandmother said you got some medicine, but where is it?” Sean had already sent someone to inquire, but unfortunately, there

doctor with the last name Palmer with a traditional medicine background,

be a business rival’s

gold rims… As for the medicine, I threw it away. If you don’t want a child, then I don’t want to take it,” Abigail replied honestly. Her

do with Joan; after all, they

mentioned it to Sean, he would only think she

no evidence and only sharing a last name, how could the other person actually be from Joan’s

Abigail was Sean’s wife. The suspicion seemed even

treat your acupoints like that… I swear, you really don’t care about your life!” Sean couldn’t help

She’s not in good health, and I didn’t want to upset

to the clinic, you

was all her fault. It was her fault that she couldn’t have children, and it was

was not only physically exhausted but also emotionally

get out of bed, Sean pushed her

effort to appear calm. “Sean, I don’t want to