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.”

when she saw John not sitting in bed but she dared

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

beating me up, sob… she’s hitting me with the broom and I am covered in blood,

got worse once Dorothy started crying. At the same time,

be afraid, I

it’s good

in his arms

her heart, she

saving you. I shall see what you

heavier the rain and the louder the thunder, the more

this went on, let alone someone who had knife wounds, even if it was a healthy person, he or she might

John staring out

about the b*tch out

a painful expression then said in a weak tone, “Johnny,

“Does your wound hurt?”

shook her head. “I don’t know, it’s just a

once again while she was speaking, as if

such an awkward situation,

fine Dolly, take care

the blanket and wanted to close the curtains for her. “I’ll

as he was about

way, the first ray of sunshine after the

hoping for us to be like the rainbow that shines after the rain and that we can be together

by her continuous crying but he still endured it after remembering the fact that the miscarriage was the reason for her emotional instability. He

despite the subject

to assure her, he still sat back in bed and held her in his arms while

bad mood as he was frowning the entire

not help but hug him tighter, for fear that he would

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

pouring heavily and

is indestructible, anyone else would die, but

her when she

her ego inflates whenever she is treated

Wes ran into the room while panting heavily. “Sir, bad