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

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.

with her, and the only reason for that is that the man the other night was me Otherwise, I

Zy again, I won’t let her get away with it, even for your sake, so you’d better think

was all

up to

was a lawyer, so he would stick to the law

as gentle as Zac

he certainly would not mind giving Dorothy a

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

one would have been able to understand the emotions that were

sun shone harshly upon Olivia’s face, she

up from

Where was she?

she remembered was that she was drinking with two men last night and

John Freeman…

were what she wore yesterday. She heaved a sigh

possibility of her spewing nonsense when she was drunk, her

had to first make sure where she

crutches at the end of the bed

that there was a text message on

the 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