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

Chapter 377

“What can I do for you?”

Olivia shook her head. “You have helped me enough. I’m afraid it will hurt you if you get involved too much in this matter.”

She suddenly remembered Jimmy’s matter. She looked at Zac, worried, as she asked, “I’m a little worried about you. The Jameson family’s matter is scaring me…”

When Olivia lifted her head, she noticed the wound on Zac’s face and frowned. “What happened to your face?”

Suddenly, she remembered John’s words and asked, “Did John do it?”

Zac looked away and said, “Nothing. I accidentally bumped into something.”

“You’re lying.” Olivia turned his face around and looked at his slightly swollen cheek. He even had a

wound on his forehead. She pulled him to the sofa nearby and said sternly, “Sit down.”

Then, she turned around and took out the first aid kit. She rubbed some medicine on his wound and put a plaster on it.

“Lie to me one more time, and I’ll never speak to you again.”

Zac felt warm and smiled. “It’s just a slight injury. Don’t act so serious.”

“I’m serious about this.” Olivia looked at Zac seriously. “I’m not joking.”

Zac stopped smiling and nodded. “Okay. I know, but John’s bodyguard’s injuries are worse than mine. He might be in the hospital now.”

“Hospital?”

“Well, I practice kickboxing, but I don’t usually use it.”

at Olivia, expecting to

“I don’t think you’re that great

Zac was speechless.

chased Zac out of the ward after applying medicine to

You don’t

and you need to rest. We don’t know when

busy, aren’t you? You didn’t sleep well last night. Have a good rest today. Don’t push yourself. I’ll have to take care of you if

no choice but

left, Olivia tried to look at the

was the photo of her carrying Zyla in the

news. [The woman in the photo committed

had these reporters received? They were trying to put

break her down.

she looked at the lawyer’s letter on the

could not wait

something irrational if no one was watching her,

I want to ask you for a

surprised to receive the call. “Ms. Larson? Yes,

the city

are you on? I’ll be right

told Fred her location, and he arrived there in a

asked, “You need me

me. I’m afraid she’ll

me. But Ms. Larson, where

run a few errands. I’ll be back soon. I’ll leave Zyla to

“Okay.”

and called the police as she drove to