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

Chapter 226

When Olivia woke up, it was already noon the following day.

She rubbed her head and sat up slowly in bed. She could hear noises in the kitchen.

Without needing to think about it, she knew it had to be Zyla making soup.

She got up and washed her face, but she froze when she looked at her pale reflection in the mirror.

She sneered as she thought, ‘I’m dying, yet I haven’t gotten revenge. I even got myself thrown into prison. What a pathetic life.’

When Olivia came out, Zyla walked out of the kitchen and saw her pale face. She smiled and checked on Olivia’s condition.

“Sis Liv, you look too pale. I made soup. You should drink more.”

He took her to the table and went back into the kitchen.

“You’ve been eating so little lately, and now you’re pregnant. You have to eat more. Don’t slack on it! Pay more attention to your nutrition levels.”

Listening to Zyla’s nagging. Olivia felt both sadness and warmth surging through her as she wept.

These days, she had only been thinking about how to find Uncle Wallace. She had forgotten she was pregnant.

down and rubbed

Mom is sorry. Please hold on until Mommy solves this

while, Zyla served the soup and rice. “Quickly, eat something. From now on, you’re

sniffled, smiled, and nodded.

was good at making soup, and Olivia

him carelessly. When she wanted to put down the phone,

“Olivia, let’s meet.”

“No.”

the old

say you threw the body into

sighed, “I mean it this time, Liv. I didn’t throw it, and it’s pointless for me to keep it.

frowned, suspecting

trick are you up

you downstairs in

that, Dorothy hung up

‘What’s she up to?’

through, she did not

would never forgive Dorothy, even if Dorothy

would avenge