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

Chapter 27

Olivia felt like her entire body was in agony. Her lungs,

her belly, her hands, and her knees hurt, and she felt so weak she did not know exactly where the pain started.

After being dragged by John for a few steps, her knees buckled and she crashed onto the floor on her knees.

Her red and swollen knees were already injured from kneeling too long on the rocks, so she crumbled abruptly and heavily onto the ground, the pain was excruciating.

Olivia could not hold back her tears in pain, but she did not want to cry. She gritted her teeth tightly to stop herself from crying. She also did not cry out for John to

stop.

Then, John realized something was wrong and as he

looked back, he saw how stubborn and pained Olivia was, and his heart tugged with pain.

“Get up!” He ordered coldly.

“I can’t.”

“Olivia Larson, what is this show you’re putting on? Are you a damsel in distress? Get up!”

temper rose. He yanked her arms harshly, not realizing that his action had caused blood to seep out from the dressings on her

the scene unfold, contemplating if he should step up to

kneel on the ground, with John dragging her even after that, he could not

forward, bent down and picked Olivia up from the ground, and said coldly,

but

daggers at Zac, his lips pursed to form a thin line. “Zac Quinton, what are you doing? Are you fighting

I can’t bear to watch it any

body was trembling, she hid in Zac’s embrace like a wounded little rabbit, and that

would indeed

go of her,

“No!”

at Olivia icily and said, “Don’t test my patience,

waiting for emergency treatment, there was simply

was startled by John’s glare and started trembling even more. She muttered, “Mr. Quinton, please let me go. I need to do a

head and bellowed, ” Aren’t you aware of the state of your body right now? You, like this, and you want to do a

bit her lip, her lungs were cramping quickly and a gush of blood rose from her throat. She frowned as she swallowed it quickly, and coughed a few times because of it. Now, the taste

want to do a blood transfusion for Dorothy, but if John’s eyes could kill, she would have already

dead.

comply, she did not know if she would survive

in all, she… It seemed like she still hoped for John to believe her, even if it was just

go,