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

Chapter 363

John’s face immediately went dark and gloomy. A storm was brewing in his eyes, almost like they were going to explode soon.

Olivia was quick to push Zyla into Ken’s arms. “Take her away.”

“Sis Liv!”

Zyla was unwilling, but Olivia glared at her and ordered Ken. “Ken Lucas, take her away quickly now.”

Ken did not dare to disobey her, so he yanked Zyla’s hand and headed out.

On the flip side, Olivia’s hands were balled into fists as she spat coldly, “John Freeman, this has nothing to do with Zyla. Dorothy was the one that was going to hit her.”

“Johnny, my face hurts.”

Dorothy pulled at John coquettishly and said, “Johnny, they’ve got me looking like this now. How am I supposed to join the party?”

John removed Dorothy’s hands silently and replied stoically, “Go find Wes for a change of clothes.”

Dorothy saw that John had no means of avenging her, so she cried, “Johnny, you brought me here, so if they hit me, it means that they’re hitting you by extension, right? Also, there are so many watching eyes…”

John glared at her apathetically and said in a low voice, “Dorothy Ellis, don’t test my patience.”

sniffled, turned around, and went

clear that John was not entirely trusting of her yet, so she could not push his limits, since if she angered him,

John flirting with his

snickering.

being so publicly nice to me today, Mr.

exploded and gotten her to kneel before Dorothy

of apology.

really acting a little

Larson, don’t say things so

power, Mr. Freeman.

right, I understand now. You did mention that my purpose in coming. here today was to

such a brilliant businessman

John fuming with rage. He pulled her hand and said, “I’m not as despicable as you claim I

flung his hand away. “In my eyes, you’re exactly that

a sudden as he stared at the

that broke his word to her. “It was an accident today. It won’t

to explain since

of sadness flashed in John’s eyes as he pulled her into his arms. He said coldly, “Olivia Larson. You did not forget, and

and smiled at John. “Does it matter whether I remember or

“Yes.”

forget, it means that you’re just a stranger to me. On the