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.

as if a huge stone had pressed down on her

caretaker hurriedly poured her a glass

drink this… I’d better get you a

pain. She said, “No. It’s an

opened her hand. The blood on her palm seemed

pulled out a tissue and gave it to her.

“Yes, I’m sick.”

head, and asked, ”

“It’s a man who didn’t say his name. He

Ms. Larson. You were saved

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pursed her lips

‘Am I lucky?’

had lung cancer and came close to death several

and the

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

thought she

“I don’t know. I

much that you made many pillows

froze and shook her

then, the door opened, and