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.

looked down and rubbed her belly with

is sorry. Please hold on until Mommy solves this

rice. “Quickly, eat something. From now on, you’re

sniffled, smiled, and nodded.

making soup, and Olivia

saw Zac’s message of concern. She answered him carelessly. When she wanted to put

“Olivia, let’s meet.”

“No.”

give you the

say you threw the body into the sea? It’s difficult to believe anything

and it’s pointless for me to keep it.

frowned, suspecting Dorothy’s

are you

meet you downstairs in half an

that, Dorothy hung up the

‘What’s she up to?’

did not believe that Dorothy would ever

never forgive Dorothy, even if

would avenge