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

on

a while, Zyla served the soup and rice. “Quickly, eat something. From

sniffled, smiled, and

good at making soup, and Olivia drank three big bowls until she

message of concern. She answered him carelessly. When she wanted to

“Olivia, let’s meet.”

“No.”

give you the old

clenched her fist and coldly asked, “Didn’t you say you threw the body into

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

suspecting Dorothy’s

you up to

downstairs in half

that, Dorothy hung up

‘What’s she up to?’

had been through, she did not believe

would never forgive Dorothy, even

avenge her