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.

if a huge stone had pressed down on her heart, leaving her

hurriedly poured her a glass

this… I’d better get

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

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

out a tissue and gave it to her. “Ms. Larson, are you

“Yes, I’m sick.”

her palms, turned her head, and asked, ”

her head. “It’s a man who didn’t say his name. He only gave me

lucky, Ms. Larson. You were saved from

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her

‘Am I lucky?’

came close to death several times. She seemed lucky to have survived

and the high and mighty

family was gone, and the title Mrs. Freeman seemed to have become a shackle. She seemed

she had heard. “Who brought

head. “I don’t know.

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

froze and shook her

and a lean and tall