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

‘Demanding me to apologize to Dorothy?

‘In your dreams!

‘I might be pathetic and weak, but I’m not pathetic enough to apologize to the mistress who destroyed my family and marriage.’

Olivia’s cheeks flushed red, and she could feel the pain in her chest. The scent of blood assailed her throat, making her feel nauseous. However, she refused to give in.

“I-I did nothing to her.”

John glanced at her coldly and exerted more strength as though he wanted to break her neck.

“Olivia, don’t make me repeat it!”

Olivia’s eyes were red, and she stared at John coldly and stubbornly. Blood seeped out of her mouth as she uttered the words with all her might, “In… your dreams!”

John could not believe Olivia was so stubborn.

As expected, she was still the Olivia Larson who would never give in easily.

He let go of her. She slid down to the ground along the wall. Her left hand lay on the ground, bringing down the drip bag with it.

The drip bottle turned red, looking scary.

John did not know what was wrong with him. He had wanted to kill Olivia countless times, yet he could not do it every time he tried.

That woman deserved to die!

“Olivia, I’ll bury your brother if you refuse to apologize. I’m serious.”

Ian…

Olivia was like a devil from hell. She held onto John’s ankle with her bloody hands and spoke with her dry and horse voice. “Don’t hurt Ian.”

“Then kneel!”

No! Olivia did not want to kneel!

When they were in a deadlock, someone opened the door. Dorothy was in her patient’s attire, swaying as she staggered into the wad.

at the scene. Gloating deep inside, she shed tears on the surface as she said, “Johnny, don’t embarrass Liv like this.

held her in his arms and

shook her head and sobbed. “Johnny, I don’t want to see you like this. I remember how much you and Olivia loved each other before. I-I can understand why she

she looked at Olivia with tears in

Olivia wanted to sneer.

be given an Oscar for being

anger, which had subsided,

around and looked at Olivia, who was leaning weakly against the wall with a gloomy expression.

her three times. First you made her suffer from a miscarriage, then hurt her stomach, then you almost killed her. Olivia, I must’ve been

Kind?

what Dorothy told him. He would never listen to Olivia, no matter

had given

all over her, but she did

her hand, mouth, belly, or

all over her, and her lungs hurt. She even felt her heart shattering

Did it hurt?

Of course.

hurt as much as her

lifted her head, spoke with her pale lips,

who tried killing Dorothy three

grinned. “Are you

was so deep that Olivia could not guess what he was thinking, just like she did not know if

“Olivia!”

her name

syllable as if to tear her apart

said, “I’ll do whatever you want as long as you spare

to get up, ignoring the blood on her thigh. She knelt. “Did you ask me to kneel? I’ll kneel. How long do you

is good at causing trouble. She’s made my

hugged John. She fell to the ground weakly as she said in a painful voice. “Johnny, I want to go home. I don’t like the

said, “You have just woken up. It not good for you

Don’t you have a family doctor? The bed at home is more comfortable, and I need fluids

little annoyed when Dorothy acted coquettishly. However, he accepted her request and nodded. “Okay,

“Johnny, let’s bring Olivia home too. At least we can take care

hearing this and said, “Dorothy, you’re

at

they left, Olivia sat on