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

Wes also noticed the change in John’s gaze and hurriedly asked, “Sir, we…”

Unexpectedly, John glared and interrupted with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. “Wes, do you really care about her that much?”

With that, Wes was silenced and dared not mention Olivia again.

John did not return to the hospital but stayed in the office to complete his work.

He was strangely irritated as he kept thinking of Olivia.

However, if something was truly wrong, why would that woman not call him?

Therefore, she had to be all right!

…

The rain only stopped the next morning.

Olivia shivered as she poked her head out of the covers. Having stayed up all night, her already weak body had grown even weaker.

Furthermore, since there was a thunderstorm last night, she was so afraid that she had forgotten to take her medicine. Now, she could not stop coughing.

Suddenly, a surge of blood jolted up in her throat.

She frowned, covered her mouth, and staggered to the bathroom to spit it out.

Not letting it bother her, she opened the bedside table’s drawer and retrieved a bottle of medicine. She poured out two pills, threw them into her mouth, and swallowed them dry.

Then, she leaned weakly against the wall and despondently stared at a distant wall.

‘Is John trying to punish me for hurting Dorothy?

‘I can make it up to him!

‘All I want is for him to let me live and set me free. I don’t want to be Mrs. Freeman even if it costs my life!’

There was nothing to eat or drink anywhere in the room.

The only thing left to eat was the plate of pasta that Wes had sent yesterday.

Supporting herself against the wall, Olivia walked to the table. She looked down at the plate of dry, stale noodles and smiled.

She was the heiress of the Larson family and had never suffered except when she was abducted at the age of ten.

always been part of the

day by day since two

now had to eat such miserable things just to

At least it was human food. If she was still locked up tomorrow, she

pasta was horrible, stale, and hard. However, Olivia enjoyed it. She begrudgingly saved half of it for later so she would

sheer exhaustion, Olivia fell asleep again

her dream, John strangled her, asking why

suffocate, she suddenly opened her eyes and

no idea how

maggots on the plate of pasta, but she still

She had to find

door was flung open. Olivia, who was curled up in bed, woke up in shock. Her eyes widened as she looked at the

are you? D-don’t come

and acted like

and

‘That voice… Johnny?’

second. However, John soon pinned her to

gripped her jaw. “You’re still alive after starving for three days. Olivia, it’s true that pests are

she had been locked up for

thought she was

exhausted, she stared at John’s face so close and laughed

heart throbbed. He felt

he did

the tough Olivia die? Only when

violently and greedily as if wanting to tear

was so

was still alive only

any longer. She had eaten half of the soap in the bathroom, and her stomach and

dizzy and eventually

grow cold and motionless, John gritted his teeth

the woman did

He reached over, patted Olivia on the face, and shook

fragile as a piece of paper. She shook as if she could

hand to test her breathing, then jumped in shock. Without turning on the light,

confused to

drive to

into the car and started it. It was the first time he had ever

hospital, Olivia suddenly woke up and looked at John, who was holding

“Johnny.”