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.

of lightning tore through the dark night sky, and a clap of thunder

sat up from the bed and looked outside, holding her blanket

wind, while the swaying branches cast dark and swaying shadows that looked

winds bellowed like a murmuring

nights, and she was especially scared

Her body shook uncontrollably as

on the night she was

person in a raincoat waving at her sinisterly under the

She could still remember his piercing red

heard another clap of

She murmured with a shaky

“Johnny…”

wind answered her, making the

with thunderstorms and use his warm hands to cover her ears to comfort her was no

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

can’t go back to how it used to

The hospital.

Dorothy in bed. However, she jolted awake once more

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

lowered his head to glance at her, yet he had

also scared of thunder.

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

could continue his thoughts, another flash of lightning tore through the sky outside the window. Dorothy hid herself

she had grazed her wound with that movement. Her

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

down on the bed and held Dorothy. As he patted her shoulder softly, he said gently,

against his chest obediently and said sweetly, “Johnny, are you… worried

when he heard that

her, you should go

letting your imagination

lips into a thin line, but his eyebrows were tightly

got very irritated whenever someone mentioned

it. How could he worry about

verge of death from that car accident two years ago,

in bed with another

not be sad even if Olivia