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 in

betrayed me. You don’t

ever equal? You might disbelieve me, but I cannot disbelieve

for you. John, you have

for 17 years? How

in her cloudy eyes. She closed her eyes

Johnny, I regret it

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

she regretted

do

is she

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

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

can’t die, get a divorce, or leave without my permission! Even if you die, you must die by my

“You’re really bossy!”

married, and you

her,

pressed it hard