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!”

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

scene unfold, contemplating if he should step

he felt like it was not his place to do it, until he saw Olivia kneel on the ground, with John dragging her even after that, he could not hold it in

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

but now he

surrounded him as he stared daggers at Zac, his lips pursed to form a

disregarding human life. I can’t bear to

in Zac’s embrace like a wounded little rabbit, and that

would indeed do whatever

go of her, Zac

“No!”

and said,

waiting for emergency treatment, there was

started trembling even more. She muttered, “Mr. Quinton, please let me go. I need to do a blood transfusion

He lowered his head and bellowed, ” Aren’t you aware of the state of your body

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 of metal at the back of her

a blood transfusion for Dorothy, but if John’s eyes could kill,

dead.

know if she would survive that night, or if her brother would remain

It seemed like she still hoped for John to believe

go, Mr.