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

Chapter 900

"I'm fine."

Olivia slapped his hand away, stood up, and pointed at the mushroom soup. "Now that you're here, drink this mushroom soup as supper."

"That's inappropriate...’

"Drink it since I told you to. Don't tell me nonsense. Be careful, or I'll fire you."

"Don't." Harry quickly gave in. "I need my salary to pay my school fees. I can't afford to lose this job."

"Why aren't you drinking it?"

After the scene that Mrs. Simmons and Harry made, Olivia knew the two would continue nagging non-stop if she did not leave.

She lifted the pudding jar, threw her head back, and drank it all in one gulp. Then she wiped her mouth. "Alright, I'll leave now that you're here. But just this once, got it?”

"Got it!"

"Mrs. Simmons, go home with me."

"No." Mrs. Simmons shook her head. "There are two wards for two people. We need people in both."

you were advising me

fine. It's just for one night. It'll be alright. I know it's

Mrs. Simmons pushed Olivia out. "Go home. I caught up on my sleep during

could not do

stubborn, but Mrs. Simmons was

arguing like this, and she could only compromise

sleep when you're tired, got it? Don't be

like you nag more than an

locked Olivia outside. Miss,

Olivia,"..."

wondered who nagged

did not want to do anything about it at this point. After all, she was exhausted. She even walked with

to have a hard time getting

should be a lot of cars at this hour. Was God trying

trying to get a taxi. She considered it to help with digestion after

streets seemed colder than usual today. Was it because the weather was

and she saw five or six men get out of a van and

she was too

you?

hard. "Shut up! We're being paid to take good care of you. You don't need to