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

Olivia finally snapped out of her sorrow when the doorbell rang. She got up to answer the door.

However, she stumbled because her body could not take the pain anymore. Fortunately, she grabbed the railing and managed to stop herself from toppling over.

When she opened the door, she saw that it was the delivery man. She forced herself to smile. “Can you help me put them inside?”

The delivery man nodded and placed the ingredients inside the house. Only then did he notice Olivia was bleeding all over. She had blood all over her hands. He paused.

“Miss, you’re hurt. Do you want to go to the hospital?”

Olivia shook her head and smiled bitterly. “No. I’ll take care of it myself.”

This was a wealthy residential area. The delivery man did not want to interfere much. However, when he saw Olivia’s pale face, the blood flowing down her forehead, and how she swayed when she walked, he could not help but ask…

“I can help you call an ambulance if you need it.”

Olivia was startled. There were indeed kind people in this world. However, she could not go to the hospital.

“I’m fine. Thank you.”

Then, she closed the door and left the delivery man outside.

The delivery man glanced at the door and shook his head before he left.

It seemed that marrying a wealthy man was not an easy life. She even hesitated to go to the hospital after being abused.

As soon as Olivia closed the door, she noticed Dorothy had come out of her room. Dorothy stood on the stairs and looked at Olivia with interest.

“Oh, you can’t control yourself again. Olivia, you don’t even choose your men. Do you really have to flirt with the delivery man? Since when you became such a slut?”

She ignored Dorothy.

She bent down and dragged the ingredients into the kitchen.

Olivia could barely control her cough because she felt weak and felt a lot of pain in her chest. She often felt dizzy because she had been forcing herself not to cough.

She would not cook this meal if it was not deciding whether she would live or die.

For now, she must stay alive.

Before, she had endured because she wanted to look for her brother. However, she now wanted revenge, to find out the truth, and find her brother.

these miseries.

ironic that John believed

believe. Her father did not hate her. Uncle Wallace was coming to Ocean City, after all. She

was ignoring her, Dorothy leaned against the kitchen door and said, “Olivia, remember to cook for me. You know what’s my

stood up straight and turned around to look at Dorothy. Her voice was cold.

not have had the chance to get to know

which, Olivia had ruined

to be

you think you’re so

that? Does she think she’s doing charity by telling me

look like I need

but without me, would you have had a chance to get to know

Dorothy could not retort.

panted with anger as she gazed at Olivia with hatred.

I’ll show you who John will choose

for the knife and

come and save

and

“What’s the matter?”

don’t do that. Put down the knife…” Dorothy screamed before Olivia,

hung

who could put on such a believable one-woman

her help and with no scenes. All she had done was an

be a shame if Dorothy did not

her head and said in disbelief, “Dorothy,

as she chuckled and said, “So what if I’m insane? John knows I’m in a bad mood, and whatever

she raised the knife as

you dead long ago. Why don’t you allow me to be Johnny’s

appeared on Dorothy’s face as she

another knife and backed away. “Stay away

what

could react,

Olivia dead, it was

her to stand up. The

enough to knock her out. As she spat out blood, she watched Dorothy pick up the

she knew the depth of