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.

points on the human body. Doing so could be fatal,” the traditional medicine practitioner cautioned as he eased Abigail’s pain by

acupoints.

now?” Sean asked

replied in a gentle manner, “She’s not

Abigail’s danger had come suddenly, and her recovery

Sean’s room.

86%

Sean, sitting by the bedside, ordered sternly, keeping an eye on

touched her lower abdomen and found

feel like she was experiencing a medical emergency, and it left her consciousness

but where

traditional medicine background,

might be a business rival’s

and wore glasses with 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

it had something to do with Joan; after all, they

it to Sean, he would only think she was making baseless accusations

sharing a last name, how

know that Abigail was Sean’s wife. The

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

could I refuse? She’s not in good health, and I didn’t want to

to the clinic,

fault that she couldn’t have children,

not only physically exhausted but also

Sean pushed her back. “Did I say you could get up? Lie back

eyes, but she made a conscious effort to appear calm. “Sean, I don’t want to see your face right now. Is that reason