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 a

me. You don’t get

we ever equal? You

have double standards. You should’ve

you loved me for 17 years? How

the air as loneliness flickered in her cloudy eyes. She

17 years. Johnny, I regret

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

she

do

she to

Olivia back to the room, threw her on the bed, ripped off his

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

my permission! Even if you die, you must die by my

“You’re really bossy!”

and you

of her, suddenly finding him unfamiliar and falling

pressed it