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

John started to feel anxious as the thunder rumbled menacingly outside and he threw the pen in his hand onto the ground.

Wes stole a glance outside of the window and lightning flashed across the dark sky. Followed by it was a massive downpour that dripped heavily on the glass windows.

He pursed his lips and carefully reminded John, “Sir, Madam is still…”

Before he managed to finish his sentence, John glared at him coldly and he became too afraid to continue speaking.

He had good intentions but it was not worth provoking John because of this.

John was already annoyed and now that Wes reminded him about it, he could not stop thinking about Olivia who was still kneeling in the garden.

He was anticipating seeing the woman begging, but she was surprisingly quiet, as if she was admitting guilt to her actions.

This made him even more irritated until the point where he did not even know why.

Just as he stood up to take a glance through the window, someone knocked on the study room door and Dorothy’s timid voice came from outside.

“Johnny… I am a little scared, can you accompany me?”

Her body was weak, she was a timid person all along, and it was inevitable for her to feel nervous under such bad weather.

He then stood up and opened the door and supported the frail Dorothy.

Seeing her pale face and the terrifying state she was in, he felt so sorry for her.

“Dolly, you are still injured, why did you leave your room?”

Dorothy leaned on him and bit her lip. “I didn’t want to trouble you, but I am really terrified by the lightning and thunder… They bring back some painful memories to me…”

‘Painful memories?’

John was stunned. ‘Olivia said the same thing before.’

“Johnny, my legs are getting wobbly and my chest hurts, can you carry me back?”

John nodded and bent down to carry her up.

Back in the guest room, John sat by the side of the bed and let Dorothy lean in his arms while he comforted her. “Sleep well, I will be here with you.”

sitting in bed but she

that point, another thunderstruck came through and Dorothy exclaimed out of fear and hugged John’s

she’s hitting me with the broom and I am covered in

a mess mentally and it got worse once Dorothy started crying. At the same time, he felt pitiful towards her when she was sobbing about her

afraid, I

good

lay in his

she was as triumphant

saving you.

the louder the thunder, the

knife wounds, even if it was

staring out of the window and her

he still think about the b*tch out there

made a painful expression then said in a weak tone, “Johnny, my chest

“Does your wound hurt?”

don’t know, it’s just a throbbing

of her eyes once again while she was speaking, as

are in such an awkward situation, not to mention

Dolly, take care

to close the

just as he was about to

after the storm can shine into the room as soon as

be like the rainbow that

he still endured it after remembering the fact that the miscarriage was the reason for her emotional

limited, despite

back in bed and held her in his arms

being in a bad mood as he was frowning

him tighter, for fear that he would go out and look for Olivia once she fell

finally got out of her room at 5 a.m., he then stood in the study room

still pouring heavily and the thunder

indestructible, anyone else would die,

known that I would never forgive her when she

she is treated well, so I shall never show mercy to

room while panting heavily. “Sir, bad news, Madam