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.

huge stone had pressed down on her

the caretaker hurriedly poured her a

“Ms… Ms. Larson, drink this… I’d

bearing the pain. She said, “No. It’s an old

The blood on her palm seemed to

out a tissue and gave it to her. “Ms. Larson,

“Yes, I’m sick.”

palms, turned her head, and asked,

He only gave me 20 thousand dollars to take

Ms. Larson. You were saved from a

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pursed her lips and

‘Am I lucky?’

close to death

to be the Larson family’s heiress and the high and

Mrs. Freeman seemed to have become

remembered a voice she thought she had

shook her head. “I

were crying so much that you made many pillows wet.

and

then, the door opened, and a lean and