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.

her lip and looked at the scene. Gloating deep inside, she shed tears on the surface

John held her in his arms

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 hates me now. Besides, I lost my temper and stabbed

at Olivia with tears in her eyes.

Olivia wanted to sneer.

an Oscar for being such a great

had subsided, flared

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

made her suffer from a miscarriage, then hurt her stomach, then you almost killed her.

Kind?

him. He would never listen to Olivia, no matter how hard she

given up

was all over her, but she

from her hand, mouth, belly,

all over her, and her lungs hurt. She

Did it hurt?

Of course.

not hurt as much as

a while, she lifted her head, spoke with her

that I’m a vicious woman who tried killing Dorothy three times. After all,

she grinned.

could not guess what he was

“Olivia!”

shouted her name

gnawed every syllable as if to tear her apart in every

looked at him quietly and said, “I’ll do whatever you want

to get up, ignoring the blood on her thigh. She knelt. “Did you ask me to kneel?

was cold as he thought, ‘This woman is good

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

“You have just woken up. It not good for you to get discharged

more comfortable, and I need fluids and dressing daily. I

coquettishly. However, he accepted her

and said, “Johnny, let’s bring Olivia home too.

this and said, “Dorothy, you’re too

at Olivia coldly as he walked

left, Olivia sat on the