Chapter 115

“Put her on the phone!”

Zac hesitated for a moment before he stood up and walked out. “You don’t need to

know about that.”

“Mr. Quinton, is that Johnny?”

Zac paused in his tracks and covered his phone. “No. It’s a work call.”

Olivia pursed her lips and forced a smile. “Mr. Quinton, we can’t hide from trouble if it wants to find us. Give me the phone. Let me tell him.”

The two of them had a silent battle for a while before Zac passed his phone to her.

Olivia cleared her throat, lifted her head to make her tears flow back, and said, “John Freeman, I hate you! I don’t wanna see you!”

Before today, if you were to ask her, she would be sure that she was still very in love

with John.

However, after being thrown into the little black hut, she was unsure of that.

light had thrown her into the

seemed like she was…

but it was also cold. At the other end of the phone

you say,

hate you!

was stoic as she repeated her

said it. She also said it much

Larson! I’ll

stream of tears flowed down Olivia’s cheeks. She smirked. “We’ll see whether

John could speak another

He frowned, sat down,

accommodation.”

Mr. Quinton, Johnny will be able to find me for sure. It’s just a matter of time.

“What about you…”

down from the bed, raised the medicine bottle towards Zac,

but after he saw how resilient and firm

look frail, but she was

she merely wanted to find a

to keep her company, but he knew

Olivia had no idea where she could

the hospital, she was stunned when the driver asked her where she wanted to go. She instinctively said, “Larson’s

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