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

Chapter 212

Wes took a deep breath. “Sir, you’re contradicting yourself.”

Perhaps the view was much clearer when one was not a part of the equation. To Wes, Olivia was the woman John had always loved.

Dorothy was just the spark that started this entire fiasco. She was the one stoking the fire in between them. John only gratitude for her, not love. He did not even like her.

The only one poisoning John’s heart was John himself.

After the car started, John lit another cigarette and held it in between his fingers, allowing it to burn slowly.

He did not want to think of Olivia any longer, but the image of her being afraid was etched deeply into his mind. He could not push that image away.

In the end, all he could do was throw the cigarette butt away, close his eyes, and lean back.

“Let’s go back to the office.”

The next day, Zyla arrived really early. The first thing she saw when she entered past

the door was the blood on the ground.

Then, she saw Olivia sprawled at an unusual angle on the bed and got the fright of

her life.

Zyla ran to her and checked if she was breathing. Then, she checked if Olivia’s body

was still warm.

of relief and took the mop. She was about to

“What happened yesterday night?”

opened her eyes groggily and jumped up

floor.

“You’re awake, Sis Liv?”

cradled her aching head and looked up.

last night, Sis Liv? Were you hurt? Why

floor?”

floor. She lifted her head to meet Olivia’s eyes, which

was Jerk

was only one person who could make

she could not hide it from Zyla, so she nodded.

the blood on the bed. Then, she threw the mop down,

you bleeding from, Sis Liv?

saw Zyla’s exaggerated reaction. “It’s

blood. It’s John’s.”

“Jerk John’s blood?”

“Yes.”

once more. “I was scared witless! I thought he

on the head.” After she said that, Olivia held up an ashtray. “With

once again stunned and rooted to

hear Olivia

hit