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.”

feeling a pang

me. You don’t get

“John, were we ever equal? You

house, yet I have to save myself for you. John, you have double standards. You should’ve told me I

17 years? How could you

smile froze in the air as loneliness flickered in her cloudy

Johnny,

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

she

did I do

she to regret

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

he warned coldly, “Olivia,

a divorce, or leave without my permission! Even if you

“You’re really bossy!”

we got married, and

at the man in front of her, suddenly

she grabbed John’s hand and pressed it