Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman's Indifferent Sinner Wife

Chapter 165

At that time, Olivia was so frightened she clung to Uncle Wallace and bawled her

eyes out.

Instead of stopping the blood flow, Uncle Wallace ignore the gaping wound on his calf and comforted her gently instead.

And, it was also because of that that Uncle Wallace had missed out on the perfect window of time for a full recovery, causing him to still have a little limp on his right foot after all these years.

However, to prevent Olivia from feeling guilty, Uncle Wallace would cover his scar by wearing long pants all the time.

Also, every time he was with her, he would be like any other perfectly normal person and would walk with no limp.

Uncle Wallace did not say anything about it, but it did not mean that Olivia had forgotten.

Olivia was crying so hard she was hyperventilating. She hung onto Zac’s arm and forced herself to stand. She wobbled her way over to the other side of the body.

eyes on

She gritted her teeth hard when she opened the white cloth. When she laid Uncle Wallace’s face, she closed her eyes painfully as tears continued to flow down

her cheeks.

Olivia was crying so hard for a while all she saw was darkness as she fell backward, straight into Zac’s arms.

“Liv, shall we…”

Uncle

her feet and knelt beside the fridge drawer. “Uncle Wallace, I’m so sorry… I’m

there was a huge rock on her chest, causing her to

her own chest. Every time she wept, her brain would lack oxygen, causing her to black

“Uncle Wallace… Uncle Wallace…”

Wallace doted on her

a butler and a servant of the Larson household in the eyes of others, he was like a grandfather to Olivia

now, Uncle Wallace was dead. It was another one

behind.

to

out who did this to you for

continued crying for a long time after that and finally,

her out to the car

Olivia’s

Zac to see Olivia like this and he thought, “How

bawl her eyes out,

help her but was afraid that she

sallow Olivia’s face was and his hands worked in their own accord as they wiped the tears gently off the corner of her eyes. He murmured gently, “Just tell me if you’re tired, Liv, let me be here for you,

Liv, stop tanking all of these alone. Let

done speaking, Zac retracted his hands and

to Ocean City secretly and