I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

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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

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her condition.

“You can’t randomly treat acupuncture points on the human body. Doing so could be fatal,” the

traditional medicine practitioner cautioned as he eased Abigail’s pain by applying pressure to her

acupoints.

“How is she now?” Sean asked in a subdued tone.

The practitioner replied in a gentle manner, “She’s not in any major danger now.”

Sean let out a sigh of relief. Abigail’s danger had come suddenly, and her recovery was equally abrupt.

When Abigail woke up, she found herself in Sean’s room. She was a bit groggy and tried to sit up.

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“Don’t move. Lie down,” Sean, sitting by the bedside, ordered sternly, keeping an eye on her.

Abigail gently touched her lower abdomen and found that the pain had subsided.

The excruciating pain at the time made her feel like she was experiencing a medical emergency, and it

left her consciousness scattered.

“Do you remember what the person looked like? My grandmother said you got some medicine, but

where is it?” Sean had already sent someone to inquire, but unfortunately, there were no results.

There was no such doctor with the last name Palmer with a traditional medicine background, and there

was no such place as Great North Clinic.

Sean suspected it might be a business rival’s doing.

“He looked very refined 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 face was still pale, and her

lips lacked color.

Abigail wondered if it had something to do with Joan; after all, they shared the same last name, Palmer.

But if she mentioned it to Sean, he would only think she was making baseless accusations against

Joan.

With no evidence and only sharing a last name, how could the other person actually be from Joan’s

family?

Besides, Joan didn’t even know that Abigail was Sean’s wife. The suspicion seemed even more

unfounded.

“When they suggested acupuncture, didn’t you know to refuse? Allowing someone to randomly treat

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

when he thought about how close she came to losing her life today.

Abigail felt a little aggrieved. “Your grandmother was right there. How could I refuse? She’s not in good

health, and I didn’t want to upset her. You treat my grandmother well, so I comply with your

grandmother’s wishes. What’s wrong with that?”

“If my grandmother suggested you go to the clinic, you could have just refused.” Sean’s voice was icy.

It was all her fault. It was her fault that she couldn’t have children, and it was her fault for not refusing

his grandmother!

Abigail was not only physically exhausted but also emotionally drained.

Seeing her about to get out of bed, Sean pushed her back. “Did I say you could get up? Lie back

down!”

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There were tears in Abigail’s eyes, but she made a conscious effort to appear calm. “Sean, I don’t want

to see your face right now. Is that reason enough?”

“Do you

have no conscience? I saved you, and you’re directing your grievances at me?” Sean was on the verge

of being annoyed by Abigail’s attitude.

Abigail pressed her lips together, saying nothing.

“If you didn’t want a child yourself, would you have agreed to acupuncture?” Sean continued to

question her, his gaze cold and piercing.

Abigail leaned back against the bed, her eyes devoid of any emotion. “Think what you want.”

Sean covered her with the blanket, his tone harsh. “If you ever

go to the

and medication without my consent again, you’ll see how I’ll deal with you!”

hospital for acupuncture

Abigail snatched the blanket from his hands and covered her head.

Sean stood by the bed, grinding his back teeth.

As soon as he got onto the bed, Abigail kicked his shin.

“Abigail, you’ve really lost it!” Sean pulled back the covers, grabbed her by the collar, and turned her

to face him.

Abigail’s eyes were red. She bit down hard on Sean’s wrist as he forced her to face him.

Sean hissed in pain but didn’t pull away.

After Abigail finished biting, she let out a sigh, then rolled over, turning her back to Sean.

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