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 in

You don’t get

“John, were we ever equal? You might

you have double standards. You should’ve told me I don’t deserve you when you proposed. Maybe I wouldn’t have

for 17 years? How

in her cloudy eyes.

Johnny, I regret

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

said she regretted

do wrong to

is she to regret

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

as he warned coldly, “Olivia, I’m telling you. You have no right to

die, get a divorce, or leave without my permission! Even

“You’re really bossy!”

got married, and you always will be! You wanna run? Forget about

looked at the man in front of her, suddenly finding him unfamiliar and falling into a

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