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

Chapter 268

“Speak!”

John reached out to lift Jorge up, staring at him with scorching eyes. “Who ordered you to hurt my wife?”

Jorge’s face had already been punched into a bloody mess, and he did not look like a young master at all. He pleaded, “Mr. Freeman, don’t kill me.”

John sneered. He let go of him and stepped on his abdomen with a little force. Jorge immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Jorge, you should be happy that my wife is not the one who’s about to die. If not, you would be dead already.”

“Mr. Freeman, someone told me that… you and your wife are not on good terms, so even if I killed her, you would not be mad at the Winston family. If I had known. otherwise…” Jorge spat out another mouthful of blood. “I wouldn’t have dared to…”

It was true that he hated John and wanted to get revenge on him.

However, he also knew that if he actually killed someone that John cared about,

none of the members of the Winston family would survive John’s wrath.

That was why he chose Olivia, the wife who had been abandoned.

“Who told you that?”

can’t

looked at him coldly and said, “Aren’t

just those few words, Jorge’s heart sank, and his body began

they ate. They called me to tell me. All I know is that it

me that your marriage to Olivia Larson was just in name now and that you’ve fallen for another

trace of murderous intent flashed across John’s eyes, and he sounded more indifferent as

was horrified. He was afraid that John would break his neck right now, so

you hated Olivia because she betrayed you two years ago

sent her to jail. If she

that

‘Happy?’

stretched out his hand to grab Jorge’s arm and turn it. Then, he heard a ‘crack’, and Jorge’s arm

locked eyes with John, he

family that Olivia Larson is my wife, and whoever dares to touch her again…”

shrinking at the corner, begging

me go, won’t you? I won’t do it again,

without no expression on his face. “Sorry, Mr. Quinton

himself in his heart. ‘At least it’s better to be with Zac

In the ward.

he entered through the door. He was about to faint as he was so weak. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his lips. were as pale as