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

but he started to chatter more and more and got more and more

open the door to pull

What if the neighbors file

“Liv.”

Olivia onto the sofa. “Liv, don’t marry him. Don’t marry

well from now on. I won’t bully you ever again.

Quinton force you?

time Olivia had seen such a

A nonsense-blubbering, not-cold John.

the past four

be because

her head immediately. She

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

the past,

I’ll call the police. Do you want to appear in

with him once more and leaned into her embrace like a child.

man was completely

was a little

her for him to beg

want me to

pulled his shirt open, revealing his

Olivia was speechless.

she could still see the scar on

a

where we were in the past. It’s been six years. Isn’t it too late for you to beg

a tantrum and hugged her tightly. “Let me hug you

“Don’t be like this…”

I die, will you