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 clap of thunder could be

sat up from the bed and looked outside, holding

swaying branches cast dark and swaying shadows that looked like peeping toms were

strong winds bellowed like

scared of rainy nights, and she was especially scared

ball under her blanket. Her body shook uncontrollably as

the night she was kidnapped when she was

at night, she would remember that person in a raincoat

nearer, a flash of lightning had illuminated their face. She could still remember his piercing red eyes, the scar on

another

ears in fear and hid under her blanket. She murmured with a shaky sob, “Johnny, where are

“Johnny…”

the wind answered her, making

his warm hands to cover

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

to how

The hospital.

jolted awake once more when

tugged John’s sleeve as she sobbed. “Johnny, can you stay here

his head to glance at her, yet

also scared of thunder. Is

a spooked rabbit whenever there was thunder. Anyone would definitely want to

his thoughts, another flash of lightning tore through the sky outside the window. Dorothy hid herself in John’s arms

because she had grazed her wound with

her face soaked with tears. “Johnny, don’t leave

soften. He sat down on the bed and held Dorothy. As he patted her shoulder softly, he said gently, “I

said

frowned when he

you should go accompany her.

Stop letting your

thin line, but his eyebrows

irritated whenever someone

he worry about that

was on the verge of death from that car accident two years ago, he kept calling out her

bed with another

would not be sad