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

Chapter 402

“I never touched Dorothy Trust me, okay?”

There was a hint of pleading in John’s voice as if he was the had ever loved Olivia as humbly as she loved

him.

Olivia pushed him away and said coldly. “John, how long more do you want to keep up this act?

“You come to make up with me when you’re drunk, but when you’re sober, you climb into Dorothy’s bed and say you want me to die.

“John, I don’t understand you, and I don’t want to, so let me go.”

“Why don’t you trust me?”

John propped himself up and stretched out his hand to gently caress her face. His deep eyes were like a black abyss, making it difficult to understand his emotions.

Olivia felt a little tightness in her chest and a tearing pain in her heart.

She never expected that one day the mighty John would ask her why she did not trust him.

How ironic.

She smacked his hand away and sneered. “John, aren’t you tired of pretending? Back then, I asked you over and over again why you didn’t believe me.

“But what did you do then? Did you ever give me a chance to explain?”

she smiled self-deprecatingly and shook her head. “John, you want

I care about

countless dense needles piercing his heart,

each other for a long time. Then, he suddenly straightened up

for her, so why did she still

not done anything

coldly and nodded.

sided with Dorothy, and that he turned her seventeen years’

John picked up the fruit knife beside them. He grabbed Olivia’s hand to make her hold the handle and pressed the knife against his

you hate me, stab

held her hand, making

“What are you doing?”

hate me? Don’t you want to kill

thought he

one who wanted to kill her, but why was she the one who wanted to

“Let go!”

hand tightly and stabbed himself. His white shirt was instantly

with blood.

fright and struggled desperately. “John, are you

eyes were scarlet, and he looked as if he was longing for death. This made

rushed

hand shook, and the

in horror while trembling