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

Chapter 310

Perhaps Olivia was being too emotional. Her lungs convulsed, and a metallic taste rose from her throat.

She was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth with her hands. She turned around and suppressed her cough painfully. Then, she swallowed the blood back down.

Upon seeing this, lan’s pupils contracted slightly. “What’s wrong with you?”

He remembered that she coughed up blood in the cemetery yesterday as well. Was she sick?

Olivia wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. She pursed her lips and answered, “It’s okay. Just a little cough.”

“You coughed up blood yesterday. I saw it.”

When she heard that, Olivia trembled slightly. She felt a lump in her throat, and she could not help but shed tears again.

It turned out that her younger brother was still worried about her.

“Maybe there’s something wrong with my lungs, but it’s nothing serious.”

Seeing that she was refusing to speak, lan did not ask any more questions. After that, he turned and went upstairs to go to his room.

Olivia stood on the stairs for a long time. Finally, she went downstairs with a sigh.

know how much her brother believed what she said just now, but she believed that with his

years, Dorothy must have said a lot of bad

child, after all. He would

blame him for

was annoyed about his trust in Dorothy and his guard against

familiar kitchen and opened the refrigerator, only to find

seemed that he

get someone to deliver some food, but she had been dragged out by John, so she did not bring her phone with her or leave herself. It seemed

the refrigerator and a few

on both sides, took them out, and cut them into small pieces. After that, she put them back into the

upstairs in his room when he suddenly smelled a familiar scent. He could not stop his eyebrows from

he saw Olivia in the kitchen, and his

even though they had servants, he still loved to eat meals cooked by his sister, so no matter how busy or tired Olivia was, she would definitely

noodles with eggs cooked by

she was a

familiar scent made

so you must not eat well. The refrigerator

table and stared at the bowl of noodles

fork. “Eat it while

“Okay.”

sat