The Spare Wife

Chapter 161 My Heart Aches for Her

Abigail showed her hand to the pharmacist, who noticed the frostbite on her fingers. She said, “Have you been out in the cold all day? There’s heating indoors; it shouldn’t have gotten this bad.”

“Yeah, I work outside,” Abigail replied.

Sean, with a stern expression, asked, “Aside from what she mentioned, isn’t there any other way? If the work has to be done outside, is there a solution?”

Abigail shot him a glare. “It’s none of your business!”

The pharmacist quickly intervened, “He’s just concerned about you. Sir, if she has to work. outside, keeping warm is absolutely necessary. Otherwise, treatment won’t be effective.”

“Just fell me if I can use acupuncture, Abigail expressed some concern. Many crew members on the set had the same problem.

“Yeah, it’s an option. But it’s not really necessary. If you’re indoors for three or four days, the frostbite on your cheeks and cars should clear up” The pharmacist stuttered a bit, finding them both intimidating and strangely pleasing to the eye.

Abigail nodded in understanding-

After leaving the pharmacy, Sean followed Abigail.

Abigail was getting a bit annoyed. She was about to say something when Sean spoke up. “You don’t want us arguing on set, do you?”

“Are you threatening me?” Abigail turned around, giving him a hostile look.

Seeing that she was about to get worked up again, Sean interjected. “I promise you, there’s nothing romantic between Joan and me.”

“It’s none of my concern,” Abigail said coldly.

“You’re my wife. How can it not be your concern?” Sean retorted.

Abigail gave a bitter laugh and didn’t respond.

out and stopped her. “Why use acupuncture? What if you hit an acupoint wrongly, like last time, and something

of

tried to talk to you, but you won’t listen. You’re just

Sean said, restraining his

the anger in his eyes, Abigail reluctantly let go of the

and saw Sean entering Abigail’s room. He looked a bit puzzled but decided to check

down when there was a knock on

and opened

quickly put on a polite smile. “Mr. Graham, are you paying a

nerves. He had

attitude. He then reached up to touch his nose and said,

was off and immediately approached the

hungry and thought I’d see if there’s

shifted between Abigail and Sean for a moment before he took a step “Well, you two carry on. Just

back.

Abigail nodded. “Alright, thanks.”

promptly closed

outside her room for a while before turning back to his

knit, and his

much concern for his cousin and came all this way

had run away from home, Eric couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off with

sat on the living room couch, and Sean approached

gotten a dozen slaps in

me, I won’t lay a hand on you. Do you think I’m

Abigail huffed.

didn’t argue further. He gently squeezed the frostbite on her hand. “Should I just pop the red spot

has coagulated. It’s not

noticing how the skin around the frostbite turned pale, while the inside, where the skin cells had

needle, sterilized it, and swabbed some alcohol on Abigail’s hand before taking a deep

ointment didn’t work?”