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.”

at Olivia, feeling

You don’t get

sneered. “John, were we ever equal? You might disbelieve me,

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

years? How could

the air as loneliness flickered in her cloudy eyes. She

years. Johnny, I regret

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

she

did I do wrong

she to

to Cliffside Villa, John carried Olivia back to the room,

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

a divorce, or leave without my permission! Even

“You’re really bossy!”

mine after we got married, and you always will be! You wanna run? Forget

in front of her, suddenly finding him unfamiliar

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