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

“You want me to look after her?”

“Is there a problem with that? She’s an invalid. Pay attention to what you cook. I’ll be back whenever I’m free. Remember to cook for us.”

Olivia stared at John in disbelief, like she was looking at a strange creature.

John sounded like he was bestowing a gift upon her.

It seemed as though he expected her to be thankful.

It was humiliating enough for her to work as a maid for the woman who wrecked her marriage and took her family away.

John hated the look on Olivia’s face. He frowned and said, “Olivia, stop pretending. Think about your brother.”

It was a threat. John was threatening her again.

It was so despicable of him to use the last family member she had as a hostage to threaten her.

Olivia could not describe her feelings right now. She started to doubt if she still loved this man.

He was mean and heartless!

Olivia forced a smile, which looked worse than her sour face, and said, “Alright.”

John looked at her with disgust as he smoothened down his suit and tie. Before leaving, he did not forget to warn Olivia. “Olivia, remember! You’re my wife. Don’t ever think about cheating on me!”

Two years ago, Olivia had a miscarriage during sex with another man, making them lose their child.

She had buried their love. He was not the one to be blamed for being merciless.

When John walked out of the villa, the first thing he saw was Zac leaning against the car.

Seeing that Zac had not left yet, John was a little annoyed. He looked at Zac coldly and scoffed, “Why are you still here? Are you seriously interested in my wife?”

Zac turned around and looked at John upon hearing his voice. His gaze seemed to contain complicated feelings.

He knew that Olivia was John’s wife and that he could not interfere in their affairs.

However, Olivia did not have much time left because of her terminal lung cancer.

He did not want John to regret it, nor did he want Olivia to suffer at the end of her life.

to tell John the truth. However, he

“Johnny, treat her well.”

left in his

burning. He felt

was alive or dead. He

his

a long time, Olivia slowly

the breakfast Zac brought for her was already

John had told her. She threw away the porridge on the

in her chest was killing her. It might have been because she had not

to her room, holding on to the railing of the

destroyed by the man she loved most. He had also taken away her only brother. Now, this man was bringing back his mistress and wanted her to be a maid for

How ironic.

nothing about the man she had loved

moment, Olivia’s phone

“Ms. Larson, I’m Wallace.”

“Uncle Wallace?”

eyes lit up, and she quickly asked, “Did you find out anything about where

Wallace was the Larson family’s butler. He returned to his hometown after the Larson family went

had asked Uncle Wallace for a favor. She wanted him to

any information about Young Master Ian.

“About Dad?”

boxes back to my hometown. Two days ago, when I was

‘Mom’s autopsy report?’

bit her lip and tried to control her emotions. She asked, “Didn’t mother die

true, but this autopsy report was not from the year Madam Larson died, but two years ago,

letter in the trunk, handwritten by Master Hans for

‘What?

Mom didn’t die from labor, and

felt her body freeze.

did not dare to think

had something to

case for me. I’ll come

Larson, I’m in the countryside. It’ll be inconvenient for you to come over. I’m free these days, so

another state, and it would have taken her more than ten hours

After all, Dorothy would be moving in the next day, and John

her lips and said, “Okay. You can come over, and we can catch up.

Wallace had not been back in