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.

caused all these miseries. She would never let

ironic that John believed every word

she would not believe. Her father did not hate her. Uncle Wallace was coming to Ocean City, after all. She would see her father’s letter soon and know

Dorothy leaned against the kitchen door and said, “Olivia, remember to cook for me. You

Her voice was cold. “Dorothy, aren’t you afraid of

had the chance to get to

of which, Olivia had ruined her

was not advisable to

and said, “Olivia, don’t you think you’re so great that you can look

think she is, talking to me like that? Does she think she’s doing charity by telling

like I need her

nothing now, but without me, would you have had a

Dorothy could not retort.

anger as she gazed at Olivia

you who John will

the knife and dialed John’s number with her

and

and she

“What’s the matter?”

Put down the

she hung

dumbfounded. She had never seen someone who could put on such a believable

her help and with no scenes. All she had

be a shame if Dorothy did not

her head and said in disbelief, “Dorothy, you

bad mood, and whatever I

the knife as she approached

dead long ago.

strange smile appeared on Dorothy’s face as

picked up another knife

what

Olivia could react, Dorothy stabbed her

wanted Olivia dead, it was not

thigh began to bleed. The pain made it difficult for her to stand up. The knife she held

enough to knock her out. As she spat out blood, she watched

she knew the depth of a non-fatal stab. She had also estimated John’s arrival