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

“Ms. Larson, you have stage three lung cancer. You have less than six months left to live.”

‘Lung cancer?’

Olivia Larson’s pupils constricted. She was only 27 years old. How could she have terminal lung cancer?

Her hands shook in disbelief. “Doctor, are you sure?”

“Are you Olivia Larson?”

She nodded blankly.

“Then, yes, I am sure. I know you’re still young, so this is hard to accept, but this is no mistake, Ms. Larson.

“You have a small chance of survival if you’re hospitalized, so I recommend you be immediately admitted.”

‘Admitted?’

Olivia lowered her head and read the lab results several times over. The words ‘third stage lung cancer’ pierced through her heart.

She was still so young. How could she have terminal lung cancer?!

Three years ago, she was the young miss of the Larson family of Ocean City and the aloof and cold Mrs. Freeman. Things were the same now, but the people around her had changed.

Now, she was going to lose her life as well.

What sins had she committed in her past life?

Why was God treating her this way?

Olivia did not know the answer to these questions.

to be admitted. Her cancer was already terminal,

walked out of the hospital with her head muddled. She went through

years ago, she had experienced a miscarriage. It was raining cats and dogs, but John Freeman locked her outside the villa, leaving her trapped in the rain

might have gotten lung cancer from

Suddenly, she heard the faint sound of crashing waves. When she lifted her head, tears

beach where she had

her tracks. A movie seemed to play: she saw herself and John from four years ago. However, it was distorted and

made everything the way it

grasped the lab result in her fist as she felt her heart

relationship should end, just

socks before stepping into the freezing water. As she stood there, a thought rushed into her

I get

he despised her so much, why not just get a divorce and give him his

also be

right here, so it should also end

She called John.

“Are you busy?”

impatient voice rose from the other end of the phone. “What

the beach. I’d

what is it now? I don’t have the

we

added, “I’ll send you the location. We

she texted John the

hear his reply. She needed to at least have him here in

should be moved when he

for a while, Olivia heard an

you’re going to make John feel sorry for you if you kill yourself?” Dorothy Ellis stood by the beach as she looked at Olivia, who had stepped into the sea. She chuckled coldly and said, “Johnny despises you. I’m afraid he’ll be