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

Chapter 402

“I never touched Dorothy Trust me, okay?”

There was a hint of pleading in John’s voice as if he was the had ever loved Olivia as humbly as she loved

him.

Olivia pushed him away and said coldly. “John, how long more do you want to keep up this act?

“You come to make up with me when you’re drunk, but when you’re sober, you climb into Dorothy’s bed and say you want me to die.

“John, I don’t understand you, and I don’t want to, so let me go.”

“Why don’t you trust me?”

John propped himself up and stretched out his hand to gently caress her face. His deep eyes were like a black abyss, making it difficult to understand his emotions.

Olivia felt a little tightness in her chest and a tearing pain in her heart.

She never expected that one day the mighty John would ask her why she did not trust him.

How ironic.

She smacked his hand away and sneered. “John, aren’t you tired of pretending? Back then, I asked you over and over again why you didn’t believe me.

you ever give me a chance

she let out a sigh. Then, she smiled self-deprecatingly and shook her head. “John, you want to kill me. Fine. But I

like I care about

needles piercing his

each other for a long time. Then, he suddenly straightened up and said

for her, so

not done anything

Olivia looked at him coldly and nodded. “Yes, I despise

by her side, that he always sided with Dorothy, and that he turned her seventeen years’

this, John picked up the fruit knife beside them. He grabbed Olivia’s hand to make

hate me,

but John held her hand,

“What are you doing?”

you hate me? Don’t you want to kill me? Why don’t you do

thought he was

one who wanted to kill her, but why was

“Let go!”

John grabbed her hand tightly and stabbed himself. His

with blood.

fright and struggled desperately. “John,

were scarlet, and he looked as if he was

moment, Wilbur rushed in and

hand shook, and the knife