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

Chapter 137

Olivia was just like a doll, sitting in John’s arms-lifeless and a shell of her former self.

“Olivia, I’ll find out sooner or later what you’re hiding from me!”

Olivia’s heart tingled with pain at this, but she smiled. “Really? I hope you’ll find out soon, Mr. Freeman.”

‘Before I die.”

“How long are you going to be so bitter?”

“Mr. Freeman, do you think I’m being bitter?”

“Olivia Larson!”

John grabbed her jaw with his long fingers. His eyes were scarlet and angry. “Talk properly!”

Olivia frowned slightly out of pain. “You don’t like me calling you Johnny. You said I’m cheap. John, there is no trust between you and me anymore.

“Not only do you not trust me, but I also don’t trust you. Every time I call you Johnny, my heart breaks. So I’m tired, Mr. Freeman.”

blankly at Olivia, feeling a pang

you betrayed me. You don’t get to

ever equal? You might disbelieve

for you. John, you have double standards. You should’ve told

me for 17 years? How could you not marry

air as loneliness flickered in her cloudy eyes.

17 years. Johnny,

“I regret it” were uttered, John’s heart suddenly emptied, and he felt like

said she

do

she to

to Cliffside Villa, John carried Olivia back to the room, threw her on the bed, ripped

as he warned coldly, “Olivia, I’m telling you.

can’t die, get a divorce, or leave without my permission! Even

“You’re really bossy!”

got married, and you

front of her, suddenly finding him unfamiliar and falling into

grabbed John’s hand and pressed it hard on her neck. She