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

Chapter 360

That afternoon, Olivia was thinking about knitting a scarf for lan and Zy when the doorbell rang. She got up to open it.

“Liv.”

As she looked at the person in front of her, she grinned. “Are you looking for Zy?”

Ken glanced inside the house. “Is she home?”

“Yes. Come in.”

Ken shook his head and handed the bags in his hand to her. “These are your clothes, shoes, and jewelry.”

She did not answer and instead glanced at it suspiciously. “What do you want me to do with this?”

“John asked me to give these to you. They’re for the party tonight.”

Upon hearing that the bags were from John, Olivia’s face darkened. “Tonight? Is he giving me orders

now?”

“Liv, it’s just a normal party, but the people attending are upper class.” He pursed his lips. “It’s rumored that something’s going on with your marriage, so he thought…”

Before he could finish speaking, she sneered. “He’s afraid that people will learn about his troubled marriage, huh? Didn’t that already happen two years ago? Why bother now?”

pushed Ken outside. “You

the door with his foot. “Liv, wait. There’s

“What is

“It’s about Zy.”

“What’s up?”

hand inside the house. “What happened in the morning was a misunderstanding. Could you talk to her for me? I

doing here? Are you trying to convince Liv to become your defender?

about it!”

just there for a blind date

“Really?”

the door and stared at him coldly. “If you don’t know her that well, why’d she address you so intimately? She kept

7…”

about your relationship, but can you please not drag me into

worried at this point and wanted to come in to explain, but Olivia blocked the door

you, so I bought new clothes for you to make amends. So, can you please be

“Forgive you?”

He nodded.

Olivia aside, sneered at Ken, and

until she heard the footsteps getting softer outside the door that she snorted coldly and cursed. “As

drenched in the morning, and she could not help imagining a melodrama in her

Ken the one who got you all drenched

it’s his fault that the clothes you bought me are stained with coffee! It’ll be so hard to