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.

asked her quietly, “Do you know what’s up with

He was fine

tones until Eric’s assistant walked past

Lewis quickly

the actors, she went into the

female actors.

she saw Sean walking over with an

in his hand, and when he saw

to approach. She naturally stepped under his umbrella. “I’m going to help the female actors with their outfits. If you have something to say, do it quickly. I only have

boots were specially sent here for you, along with a few bags of heating pads and thick socks. Put them on after you’re done with work, Sean said, handing

lowered her head to take a look and slowly reached out to

tomorrow. If the hot water bottles get cold, recharge them. The generators have enough power,” Sean

“Okay.” Abigail nodded.

Sean forcefully handed her the umbrella. “You don’t even

don’t want

steps back, his tone indifferent. “The car

speak,

help but mutter to herself that

wind swept

ducked into

actors had left. Abigail retreated to her

some rest.

the warmth emanating from within. She swapped out her thick socks,

these on, she wouldn’t have to worry about her shoes getting

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

folded up the umbrella and sat under the temporary

to have such a temper. He’s been so easygoing