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.

so could be fatal,” the traditional medicine practitioner cautioned as he eased Abigail’s pain

acupoints.

Sean asked

gentle manner, “She’s not

relief. Abigail’s danger had come suddenly, and

Sean’s room. She was a bit

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by the

gently touched her lower abdomen and found that the pain had

like she was

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

last name Palmer with a traditional medicine background, and there

suspected it might be a

threw it away. If you don’t want a child, then

if it had something to do with Joan; after

he would only think she was making baseless accusations against

how could the

was

acupuncture, didn’t you know to refuse? Allowing someone to randomly treat your acupoints like that… I swear, you really don’t care about your life!” Sean couldn’t help

and I didn’t want to upset her. You treat my grandmother well, so I comply with your grandmother’s wishes. What’s wrong with

you go to the clinic, you could have just refused.” Sean’s voice

It was her fault that she couldn’t

physically exhausted but also

about to get out of bed, Sean pushed her back. “Did I say you could get up? Lie

were tears in Abigail’s eyes, but she made a conscious effort to appear calm. “Sean, I don’t want to see