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.

relief and took the mop. She was about to mop the

“What happened yesterday night?”

eyes groggily and jumped up

floor.

“You’re awake, Sis Liv?”

her aching head and looked

last night, Sis Liv? Were you hurt? Why is there

floor?”

to meet Olivia’s eyes, which were clearly swollen from all the crying.

was

person who could make Sis Liv

not hide it from Zyla, so she nodded.

bed. Then, she threw the mop down, ran towards the bed, and gave Olivia

Sis Liv? Are you hurt?

saw

blood. It’s John’s.”

“Jerk John’s blood?”

“Yes.”

a sigh of relief once more. “I was scared witless! I thought he hit you

him on the head.” After she

once again stunned and

she hear

hit