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

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 613

Olivia was feeling a little bit of insomnia. It could have been because of the multitude of things. that happened recently.

At midnight, she sat on the balcony to look at the stars. She could not help but think back to the day before she and John got married.

At the time, she was really nervous, but she was also very excited.

She would be on long calls with John every night.

She did most of the talking, and John did most of the listening.

Even though she fell asleep first every time she was talking, John would never hang up. He would wait till the next morning and be the first one to wish her a good morning when she woke up.

Those were very happy days, and every time Olivia thought about it, she would think that the John from back then was a completely different person than the current John.

When did they stop trusting each other?

Was it after that accident?

She did not think so.

When Olivia was deep in thought, the doorbell rang.

She frowned. It was so late right now. Who could it be?

Before she could open the door, she heard the person outside grumble. “Liv, open the door.”

Olivia trembled. It was him!

Should she open it, or should she not?

She stood in front of the door for several minutes, but the man outside the door not only did not

to chatter more and

no choice but to open the

if

“Liv.”

Olivia onto the sofa. “Liv, don’t

treat you well from now on. I won’t bully you

you? I… I

the first time Olivia had seen such a talkative

A nonsense-blubbering, not-cold John.

through during the past four years to

it be because

She was really good at

important to him, he would not have treated her like that 4 years

reminisced about the past,

you keep disturbing me, I’ll call the

onto the sofa with him once more and leaned into her embrace like a child. “Liv, I can’t live without you. I

man was completely

a little

to her for him to beg her like this

do you really want me to stab

shirt open, revealing his chest, and said,

Olivia was speechless.

scar on John’s chest. It was deep and

a muddle of different

go back to where we were in the past. It’s been six

you to sleep for another. night, then. Okay? I

“Don’t be like this…”

if I die, will