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

Chapter 465

“I don’t like bad boys, Mr. Hemsworth.”

“Pheebs, could you just call me by my name? You addressing me as Mr. Hemsworth makes me feel like we’re not close at all.”

Olivia chuckled lightly. “You’re my client. Of course we’re not close.”

Xavier’s face darkened slightly. He was slightly displeased. “Would you bring normal clients home?”

Since when had she brought him home?

Just when Olivia was at a loss for words, Fred walked out of the kitchen with dinner in his hands. When he saw Olivia, he was instantly attentive.

“Liv, I heard someone threw a brick at you, then someone threw acid at you too! Are you okay?”

He put dinner down on the table, walked up to Olivia, and scanned his eyes all over her. After he was sure that she was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“I wanted to come to get you in the afternoon, but Jennie said you were okay and that she had asked the guards to increase their patrols, so I didn’t go. Why did someone come and throw acid at you in the evening, then?”

Olivia sighed. “I think he’s Jenson’s accomplice. But the acid did not land on me.”

“Who did it land on, then?”

about that person, her heart involuntarily tugged painfully. She pursed her lips and brushed him

went into the bathroom, turned on the water, and filled the basin with it. Right after that,

till her head was muddy, then she pulled her head out

four years of lessons not teach

just slightly bleeding, and you got so

plunged her head into the water

hated John Freeman, but she hated herself

years ago and had not given Wes a heads-up, John

not have

back time, so what

“Mommy! Is Mommy back?”

and immediately pulled Olivia back to her senses. She pulled her head out of the water, wiped her hair and face, calmed down, and

she saw Lyla giggling in Xavier’s

she really

it because he was

shook her head and thought, “Handsome men are usually

she asked,

you chasing me

“No…”

I was worried for you, but now that I know that you’re okay, I can be at peace. If you want me

got up, rubbed Lyla’s fluffy hair, and said, “Bye, little