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.

quietly, “Do you

no idea. He was fine during

hushed tones

Lewis quickly

the costumes for the actors,

female actors.

saw Sean walking over

a paper bag in his hand, and when he saw Abigail, he quickened

his umbrella. “I’m going to help the female actors with their outfits. If you have something to

heating pads and thick socks. Put them on after you’re done

to take a look and slowly reached out

tomorrow. If the hot water bottles get cold, recharge

“Okay.” Abigail nodded.

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

don’t want

“The car is right over there.

speak,

mutter to herself that

swept toward her in

hurriedly ducked into

bustle, once the actors had left. Abigail retreated to her designated corner

some rest.

out the fully lined furry snow boots. As she touched them, she could feel the warmth emanating from within. She swapped out her thick socks, applied a heating

to worry about her

Abigail ventured out, umbrella in hand. However, something seemed off about the atmosphere on the

the umbrella

such a temper. He’s been so easygoing all along,” a supporting