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

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 411

Chapter 411

At that moment, John was still frozen to the spot as he had no idea if Olivia was drunk or sober.

When he finally snapped back to his senses, she had since fallen asleep once more.

He huffed a little sigh of relief as he laid her flat on her bed and tucked her in. After making sure that she was fast asleep, he finally got up, went outside, and lit himself a cigarette

When he was on his second cigarette, a high beam shone from afar. As the car came to a stop. Ken came out of the car with Zyla in his arms.

After a while, Ken made his way beside John, gave him a light shove, and asked, “Got any more of that? Hit me up.”

John passed a cigarette to Ken and asked, “I thought you quit?”

“Yeah, I’m about to. This will be my last one.” Ken smiled and exhaled a ring of smoke. “I’m about to be a father. It’s about time I quit smoking.”

Upon hearing the term ‘father’, there was a slight prick to John’s heart.

He lowered his head, and his expression was unreadable.

“There’s something I didn’t want to say at first, John, but…” Ken sighed and continued, “Dorothy Ellis is really no saint. She drugged both Zy and I, and that’s a fact.

“Even if there was no evidence, I can tell you it was her for sure.

that is that the man the other

threatening John. “John, if Dorothy ever hurts Zy again, I won’t let her get away with it, even for your

was all

was up

Zac was a lawyer, so he would stick to

as gentle

would not mind

narrowed his eyes, blew out a ring of smoke, and

understand the emotions that were in

day, as the sun shone harshly upon Olivia’s face, she opened her eyes unhappily

shot up

Where was she?

only thing she remembered was that she was drinking with two men last night and just when

John Freeman…

clothes. They were what she

she thought of the possibility of her spewing nonsense when she was drunk,

to first

saw a pair of crutches at the end of the bed along

that there was a text message

pub ever again, and you’re not allowed to drink with random strangers. It’s simply too dangerous! There’s your favorite chicken soup in the kitchen. Eat it before

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