Chapter 160
I Want a Divorce
Chapter 160 Sean Is Here Again
Abigail knew the reason for that.
She heard that the director scolded Josie for scratching her hand and messing up a scene.
Josie said that her hands were itching badly due to the frostbite, but the director felt it looked authentic
and made her maintain it.
As a southerner who came to the north, it was normal for her to get frostbite.
So, her hands were more severe than Abigailâs and were cracking all over.
As Abigail considered the tough conditions Josie had endured since she was filming, she took out the
gloves that she charged up and pa*sed them to her. âYou can put this on during scenes where you
donât need to show your hands. Itâs rechargeable and can heat up. You can ask your a*sistant to buy
some ointment later. Iâm sure youâll recover in no time.â
âWhat about you?â Josie was a little embarra*sed.
âI can use a heat pack once Iâm done with my job. But itâs different for you. Youâll have to stand in the
cold wind the whole day.â Abigail said gently.
Josie blushed and replied. âThank you, Abigail.â
After that. Abigail thought to tell Eric that she lent the gloves to Josie and ask him for the shop he
bought the gloves from so she could get another pair.
Later, she realized that running didnât help with the frostbite as she realized her cheeks and ears were
covered with them. So, she put a hot towel on her ears that were itching as she searched online for
what she could do about it.
Abigail wasnât the only one who got frostbite as almost half the crew got it too. Even though the director
picked Ragos as it was a northern city with the best weather, the Southerners who had never
experienced such harsh weather were all suffering from frostbite.
Abigail paused when she saw a recommendation to draw blood out with needles, as it was said to be
very effective.
She looked into it further and actually thought that it made sense.
So, she got up to buy some needles and antiseptic from a nearby pharmacy. However, she saw Sean
when she exited the hotel, who just got out of the car and was pushing his luggage.
Their eyes met, but Abigail quickly averted her gaze and acted as if she didnât know him. It was as if he
was a stranger.
Sean saw her walking toward him and let go of his luggage.
When she walked past him, he reached out his hand and grabbed her wrist. âYouâve been angry long
enough.â
However, Abigail just shook his hand off her forcefully and walked away without looking back. Sean ran
after her and grabbed her hand once more. âAbigail, why do you want to make a fuss?â
âWhoâs making a fuss here? Weâre having the divorce after this is settled, Sean. Weâll go our separate
ways since you think this is troublesome.â Abigail stared coldly at him as her eyes burned with fury.
âI wonât divorce you,â Sean stated coldly.
âIâll sue for the divorce! Your expenses with your mistress are all recorded. Do you think you can win?â
Abigail glared at him.
He looked her in the eye and said, âAbigail, Joan and I are not lovers. I canât tell you the reason. Can
you understand?â
Smack! That earned him a hard slap across the face from Abigail.
The night was quiet, and the sound was loud while Seanâs face turned red.
âGo away if youâre not going to tell me! I donât care what your relationship with her is. You left me at
home and caused me to be locked up. It nearly caused trouble for my studio. Weâre over! I wonât
forgive what your grandma did to me!â Abigail shouted with tears in her eyes before turning around to
leave hastily.
Sean stood rooted to the spot and touched his face, which was going numb from the pain. Abigail really
hated him. If not, she wouldnât have slapped him that hard.
He placed his luggage down and asked the a*sistant who followed him to take it back to the hotel
before following Abigail.
Then, he realized she had entered a pharmacy and went in as well. âAre you hurt? Whatâs wrong?â
Sean asked her.
âNone of your business. Get out!â Abigail shouted at him impatiently.
Seeing this, the pharmacist who was about to ask Abigail what she needed backed up. That made
Abigail purse her l*ps and glare at Sean before pulling her scarf tighter around her.
She got some iodophor and medical alcohol before asking the pharmacist, who was playing with her
phone at the cashier, âDo you have medical needles?â
âAre you talking about needles for acupuncture? We do,â she answered and glanced at Sean.
Until now, Sean didnât know why Abigail wanted to buy those things and was eager to know.
âIâm not too sure. Iâve got frostbite on my hands. I heard that needles can draw blood out to help it heal
faster,â Abigail told the pharmacist.
Seanâs face immediately darkened when he heard that. The pharmacist shivered at his cold aura and
answered quickly, âIâve never heard of that method. You should apply ointment for frostbite.â
âIt doesnât work. My hands are itching badly.â Then, Abigail told the pharmacist the method she saw
online.
Sean frowned when he heard that and his mood turned even more depressing. The pharmacist was
frightened and said, âLet me take a look at the frostbite.â
She a*sumed that Sean and Abigail were a couple and probably had an argument. However, Sean still
cared for Abigail and didnât want her to treat the frostbite using the needles.