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

Chapter 137

Olivia was just like a doll, sitting in John’s arms-lifeless and a shell of her former self.

“Olivia, I’ll find out sooner or later what you’re hiding from me!”

Olivia’s heart tingled with pain at this, but she smiled. “Really? I hope you’ll find out soon, Mr. Freeman.”

‘Before I die.”

“How long are you going to be so bitter?”

“Mr. Freeman, do you think I’m being bitter?”

“Olivia Larson!”

John grabbed her jaw with his long fingers. His eyes were scarlet and angry. “Talk properly!”

Olivia frowned slightly out of pain. “You don’t like me calling you Johnny. You said I’m cheap. John, there is no trust between you and me anymore.

“Not only do you not trust me, but I also don’t trust you. Every time I call you Johnny, my heart breaks. So I’m tired, Mr. Freeman.”

Olivia, feeling a pang in

you betrayed me. You don’t get to disbelieve

“John, were we ever equal? You might disbelieve me, but I

bring your mistress into the house, yet I have to save myself for you. John, you have double standards. You should’ve told me I

years? How

her cloudy eyes.

17 years. Johnny,

were uttered, John’s heart suddenly emptied, and he felt

she regretted

I do wrong to

is she

John carried Olivia back to the room, threw her on the bed, ripped off his

neck as he warned coldly,

divorce, or leave without my permission! Even if you die, you must die by

“You’re really bossy!”

mine after we got married, and you always

looked at the man in front of her,

John’s hand and pressed it hard on her