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

Olivia lifted her hand to wipe the blood off the corner of her lips with her sleeve. Then, she stumbled to the bathtub and turned on the faucet. She did not care whether the water was hot. She simply got in and sat.

The man who had sworn to love her forever in front of a priest had changed.

He changed two years ago, but she only realized it now. It was as if her reaction times had been slowed down.

He had imprisoned her. It seemed like he was hiding his mistress in his house, but in reality, he was doing this to torture her.

Who was Olivia to John?

Was she his lawfully wedded wife, or was she a toy for him to vent his frustrations out on?

The water finally warmed up, and her icy body eventually warmed up too.

She submerged her head under the water and closed her eyes. She imagined John choking her, and immediately, she felt suffocated. She emerged from the water in a panic. She only calmed herself down after taking a few deep breaths.

She could not die yet. She had not found her brother yet.

Olivia got out of the bathtub and changed into some new clothes. Then, she walked to the door to try the lock again.

She still could not open it.

She walked to the window. After pushing it, she realized it had also been locked.

It seemed that John had decided to lock her in this room.

She wanted to find a phone to call John so they could talk. She did not care about the result.

However, after looking around, she remembered she had dropped her phone in John’s car.

This villa used to be lively. However, this place has become quiet since John’s change.

There always used to be people cooking, but now, the kitchen was empty.

Currently, the villa was pitch black, and Olivia was all alone.

She was hungry and tired. Hence, she got into bed and fell asleep dizzily.

It started pouring outside in the middle of the night.

tore through the dark night sky, and a

sat up from the bed and looked

windows rattled from the strong wind, while the swaying branches cast dark and swaying shadows that looked like peeping toms

bellowed like a murmuring

scared of rainy nights, and she was especially scared of rainy nights

her blanket. Her body shook uncontrollably as tears welled up

the weather on the night she was

at night, she would remember that person in a raincoat waving at her sinisterly under

remember his piercing red eyes, the scar on his face, and his wretched and perverted

heard another clap

blanket. She murmured with a shaky sob,

“Johnny…”

of the wind answered her, making the

with thunderstorms and use his warm hands to cover her ears

of the thunderstorm from when she was ten, or if she was sad because she had thought about John. At that moment, her face

can’t go back to how it used

The hospital.

tucked Dorothy in bed. However, she jolted awake once more when she

sobbed. “Johnny, can you stay here with

his head to glance at her, yet he had

of thunder. Is she

spooked rabbit whenever there was thunder. Anyone would definitely want to pamper her after seeing such

the sky outside the window. Dorothy hid herself in John’s arms

in pain because she had grazed her wound with that

after, she lifted her head, her face soaked with tears. “Johnny, don’t

held Dorothy. As he patted her shoulder softly, he said gently, “I won’t leave. Don’t be

chest obediently and said sweetly, “Johnny, are

frowned when he heard that

about her, you should go

your imagination run

pressed his lips into a thin line, but his eyebrows were

irritated whenever someone mentioned

it. How could he

was on the verge of death from that car accident two years

in bed

not be sad