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.”

feeling a

betrayed me. You don’t get to disbelieve

sneered. “John, were we ever equal? You might disbelieve me, but I cannot disbelieve

can 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

17 years? How could you not marry

froze in the air as loneliness flickered in her cloudy eyes. She closed her eyes and

17 years. Johnny, I

soon as the words “I regret it” were uttered, John’s heart suddenly emptied,

she

I do wrong

she

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

neck as he warned coldly, “Olivia, I’m telling you. You have no right to

or leave without my permission! Even if you die, you

“You’re really bossy!”

married, and you always will

the man in front of her, suddenly finding him unfamiliar and

she grabbed John’s hand and pressed it hard on her