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

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

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

you loved me for 17 years? How

air as loneliness flickered in her cloudy

Johnny, I regret it

heart suddenly

said she

do wrong

is she to regret

the room, threw

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

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

“You’re really bossy!”

married, and you always

in front of her, suddenly finding him unfamiliar and falling into a

pressed