Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife

Chapter 43

Olivia woke up two days later.

With difficulty, she opened her eyes and turned them to familiarize herself with the surroundings. The tip of her nose smelled the familiar disinfectant, and she knew she was not dead. She was in the hospital again.

For a moment, she had no idea if she was doomed or if God was trying to torture her.

This broken body was no more than a burden to live on, right?

After wiping her body, the caretaker looked up and saw her awake. She shouted, “Ms. Larson, are you awake? I’ll get the doctor for you.”

Olivia tugged at her dress, shook her head, and asked hoarsely, “How many days have I slept?”

“Two days. Do you feel okay?”

“Was I the only one who came to the hospital that day? What about the other one?”

The caretaker froze. She was confused. “Ms. Larson, I’m your caretaker. But as far as I know, you were the only one brought in that night. There was no one else.

‘No?’

Olivia’s heart sank. She did not save Uncle Wallace’s body after all.

down on her heart, leaving her breathless. She coughed and

poured

drink this… I’d better get

of water and drank it while bearing the pain. She said, “No. It’s an old issue. The doctor can’t do anything about

she opened her hand. The blood on her palm seemed to remind her that she

a tissue and gave it to her.

“Yes, I’m sick.”

her head,

who didn’t say his name. He only

saved from a fire but didn’t

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her lips and

‘Am I lucky?’

came close to death several times. She seemed lucky to

and the high

and the title Mrs. Freeman seemed to have become

she remembered a voice she thought she had heard. “Who brought

head. “I don’t know. I came

you were crying so much that you made many pillows wet. Ms. Larson, is there something upsetting

froze and shook her

the door opened, and a lean and tall