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

Chapter 43

Olivia woke up two days later.

With difficulty, she opened her eyes and turned them to familiarize herself with the surroundings. The tip of her nose smelled the familiar disinfectant, and she knew she was not dead. She was in the hospital again.

For a moment, she had no idea if she was doomed or if God was trying to torture her.

This broken body was no more than a burden to live on, right?

After wiping her body, the caretaker looked up and saw her awake. She shouted, “Ms. Larson, are you awake? I’ll get the doctor for you.”

Olivia tugged at her dress, shook her head, and asked hoarsely, “How many days have I slept?”

“Two days. Do you feel okay?”

“Was I the only one who came to the hospital that day? What about the other one?”

The caretaker froze. She was confused. “Ms. Larson, I’m your caretaker. But as far as I know, you were the only one brought in that night. There was no one else.

‘No?’

Olivia’s heart sank. She did not save Uncle Wallace’s body after all.

stone had pressed down on her heart, leaving her breathless. She coughed and

poured her a glass

“Ms… Ms. Larson, drink this… I’d better

of water and drank it while bearing the pain. She said, “No. It’s an old issue. The doctor can’t do anything

the table, she opened her hand. The blood on her

tissue and gave it to her. “Ms. Larson,

“Yes, I’m sick.”

wiped her palms, turned her head, and asked,

his name. He only gave me 20 thousand dollars to take care of you for a

Ms. Larson. You were saved from a

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her lips and

‘Am I lucky?’

came close to death several times. She seemed lucky

heiress and the high and mighty

Mrs. Freeman seemed to have become a shackle. She seemed

a voice she thought she

her head. “I don’t know.

But you were crying so much that you made many pillows wet. Ms. Larson, is

and shook her

the door opened, and a lean and tall