The Spare Wife

Chapter 164 Eric Is Uneasy

“Cut! Eric! What’s wrong with you today? Are you going to act properly or not? You’re wasting everyone’s time!” Lewis shouted in frustration for the third time, irritated by Eric’s absent- mindedness.

Eric looked around, his face filled with apology. “I’m sorry; can I have ten minutes to rest?”

He couldn’t understand why Abigail had given the gloves he bought for her to Josie.

Seeing Eric leave after speaking. Lewis quickly approached Eric and asked in a low voice, “What’s going on? Are you feeling unwell?”

“No, just give me ten minutes. I promise I’ll adjust,” he said calmly, but his emotions were hard to hide.

Back in the resting trailer, he sat with his eyes closed. Thinking about the gloves on Josie’s hands, his breath becoming uneven.

“Pass me my phone,” he suddenly said, addressing his assistant, who was heating water for him.

He rarely used his phone, especially during filming. The last time he used it was when Laura had angered him.

One by one, everyone returned to their trailers to rest.

Abigail was busy selecting clothes for the other actors. Lewis approached her with a steaming cup of tea. “Thanks to your cousin, we can all have a sip of hot water.”

Through the gap in the clothes acting as a barrier, Eric discreetly glanced at Abigail. Hurt emotions flickered in his eyes, but in the end, he didn’t say anything.

He heard Abigail say, “Director, if I make a mistake again, please go easy on me.”

She said this while stealing a glance at Eric.

Eric seemed different today, but she had no idea why.

at Eric, Lewis asked her quietly, “Do you know what’s up with that

was fine during the morning run,” Abigail

spoke in hushed tones until Eric’s assistant

and Lewis

Abigail finished picking the costumes for the

female actors.

saw

a paper bag in his hand, and when

waited for him to approach. She naturally stepped under his umbrella. “I’m going to help the female actors with their

specially sent here for you, along with a few bags of heating pads and thick socks. Put

lowered her head to take a look and slowly reached out

hot water bottles

“Okay.” Abigail nodded.

her the umbrella. “You don’t even know

don’t want it?” Abigail

took two steps back, his tone indifferent. “The car is right over there. It’s just

a chance to speak,

but mutter to herself that her route

wind swept toward

hurriedly ducked into

the hustle and bustle, once the actors had left. Abigail retreated to

some rest.

furry snow boots. As she touched them, she could feel the warmth emanating from within. She swapped out her

wouldn’t have to worry

winds and snowfall set the scene, Abigail ventured out, umbrella in hand. However, something

up the umbrella

expected Eric to have such a temper. He’s been so easygoing all along,”