Chapter 162

Olivia was instantly discouraged. John was right. She had nothing. All she had was revenge to be taken.

However, it was like this child was fated to be born.

He had gone through so many ups and downs with her, and he had survived through everything, so how could she be the one to personally kill him off?

She could not do it!

“Don’t you worry about that!”

John carried her up by the waist and walked towards the bathroom. “Bathe!”

“Let me go!”

John released her and walked out.

He stood at the door and looked at the bathroom. He was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

He was so angry about the fact that he had begun to be curious about where she went the night before.

Following that thought, John opened the cabinet beside Olivia’s bed and scoured for the picture he saw the last time. However, it was to no avail, since he only found a brown bottle filled with what looked like to be medication.

Why did that woman have to eat this?

John was suddenly reminded of what Zyla had said. “Sis Liv really has lung cancer!”

the medication, placed it in his pocket, and got up to have a change of clothes. Then,

the pill to Wes and said, “Go find

“Okay.”

Olivia Larson went yesterday night. And,

going to

that. For him to eye on my

he’s just asking for it! Also, take care of things from

well.”

“Okay.”

we go

“Back to the office.”

bathed, but her

know what John meant, and she did not know if he was still out

with him last time, but now, every time she

his words were snarky and mean, they would pierce her

was sure that she still loved him, but

him.

trusting her, and she hated him

hate she had for him

the door to head out. She looked around nervously and when she did

not sleep the night

woke up fairly early the next morning at about seven

washing up, she called

you okay yesterday?

fine, Mr. Quinton. When do

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